The Prince prowls the streets, a soft smile gracing his lips. Though, if one was to stop and truly take him in, the slight twist of his features might be taken in a more sinister light. Or perhaps in the lack of any light, with the absence of the pale glow that often seems to shine around his features replaced by a shadowy tinge. His lithe steps
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Good afternoon. Do you need something from me?
[It is a strange way to phrase that question, of course, but none of his actions have been directly threatening. Only that same small wrongness that she picked up on before, and he doesn't imagine she'll care about that for much longer.]
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No, my apologies if it seemed like I did.
[She still fully intends to tail him once he ends this conversation.]
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If you are certain. Of course, if you did wish for anything from me, I would be delighted to give it to you. Are you sure there is nothing?
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[Her features remain stern and distrustful.]
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[He chuckles, apparently disbelieving. He is quite aware of her discomfort, and he mostly wonders how he can twist that to his advantage.]
Won't you forgive me?
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What are you up to?
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Hmmm? Nothing at all. I just thought I would spend a moment on a lovely girl...
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Prowling for women, then? Aren't you a bit young for that?
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[He laughs; lightly, musically. Or it should have been.]
Ah, but it has so much more meaning to me.
[That is certainly true, but not in a way that would make it pleasant.]
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[But his own sickly sweet smile cannot be much help, as far as her opinion of him is concerned.]
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[Forcing them to love him and stealing their hearts obviously isn't harm. Not at all.]
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[He bows.]
Please, tell me what I can do to apologize for my rudeness.
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