[Honey]

The words were cause for him to turn his frown back up into a smile; If he sounded better than the monks it was a true achievement. Still, he offered no words to the Prince, and instead hummed a faint sound of thanks before he could feel a silence settle around them once more. With each breath he inhaled, his chest rose and fell, and he could feel the other still pressed close to his back, moving along with him, and it sent a wave of contentment over him. He only wished it could have lasted longer

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