It’s the third day of celebration— the celebration specifically for dusk. As such, as you stand on the edge of the platforms strung in the trees, music plays while the sun sets below the distant horizon. Cheers fill the air as the disowned prince finishes a melody on his flute, waving eagerly to the crowd. He gives a humble bow before hopping down from the stage, busying himself away from the stares of the women on his back. He seems to be humming a tune… is this a good time to talk?
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29/11/2024