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You're attention of the captivating, midnight black horse, whose main you were brushing, gets broken when a soothing monotoned voice speaks out.

"Elegant, aren't they." Startled you look over to see a tall man with long, silky, bubble gum pink hair tied into a braid. You gasp, and bow to the prince who was standing only a few feet away from you. "Yes, sire, she is very elegant." The prince chuckles, a chuckle you could feel yourself listening to for hours. You raise from your bow and make eye contact with the god looking prince who was now towering over you. The other maidens in the castle were right, he was charming. "Yes, while the stallion is beautiful. She wasn't who I was talking about."

#2 in MYCT (Friday, 2 April)