3″tonights the night. you throw your fanciest clothing on and hit the road. once you get there you walk past the prince, slipping something in his drink. later that night, you sit down waiting for him to drop dead, intel he unexpectedly walks up to you and kisses your hand Im sorry to disturb you. but may I have this dance? he smiles at you. but you can tell theirs something behind it
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