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[princeofwhores]

[His Highness and supreme ruler of Tel Maran, crown prince of the Dal'Anor Empire; the Emerald Prince himself is looking.... rather terrible.

In fact, he's not been seen for quite some time, and when he's finally stepping out of his room, he looks a lot thinner. The prince appears sickly and tried, and he walks like he's in his own world, taking a break once before the stairs to catch his breath.

So how about them curses? They tend to suck.]

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[wingdust]

[it might not be a harem, but it's at least a little unconditional affection, right? A little bit of selfless cari-- Oh. Nevermind, now she's distracted by one of his earrings, gently poking at it.

It's shiny. :D]

[princeofwhores]

[Well, that's just cute. Maybe the poor prince needs a dog or something. Unconditional love.]

You like those?

[wingdust]

[a dog, or a mothgirl who will probably be a pretty regular stalker of his from now on.

And she nods! Though the motion might be more of a mimicry of how his earrings move when she pokes at them, than an intentional answer. Not that it makes it any less true, though.

Earrings are cool! Her wizard didn't have earrings]

[princeofwhores]

[Mothgirls are the best. Fuzzy and cute.]

They were a gift, a long time ago.

[wingdust]

[whoop, and there she goes, turning into a bug again. Just gonna flutter around his head for a minute.

Sorry, she can only be cute half the time]

[princeofwhores]

[Well, he's slowly getting over his disgust. He'll just... rest here for a while. With the flutter of a moth near his ears.]

[wingdust]

[she'll keep you company as long as you need, dear prince.


...until she gets really distracted, anyway.]