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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    Fluixon took one step out of the carriage until he saw a gloved hand extended towards him.

    He looked up — being greeted by the sight of a stranger with a golden laurel wreath with wing like accessories laid on them. Their face was covered by a veil which sparkled under the sunlight.

    They... stuck out like a sore thumb. Their hair was white, so were their clothes. Their clothing was decorated with golden accents, with a flowy cape behind him.

    It reminded him of the white cloaked stranger from before.

    Fluixon laid his hand on top of the strange man's hand — allowing himself to be brought down from the carriage.

    "I'm glad that your highness has arrived safely," The stranger spoke as Fluixon stepped down, "I am the Prince of Tricolor, Saparata."

    He let go of Fluixon's hand and bowed down.

    "Second prince of Aculon, Fluixon." Fluixon bowed down in response too.

    Too familiar.

    Or, when Fluixon, prince of Aculon travels to Tricolor to meet their queen (and supposedly mysterious prince) for a treaty.

    (Originally, "A midwinter's tale")

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  2. Public Bookmark 41

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    The atmosphere was appreciable enough. It was dim and thick with the only source of light being the syrupy shine from the lamps and some scattered overhead lights. The music was slow and sexy, probably for the couples and hook-ups who wanted to book it out of here past midnight for a half-assed fuck in an alleyway.

    “You know, I don't really appreciate being ignored,” And Saparata knew that voice all too well. Granted, it was slightly gruffed from the whiskey neat he’d been drinking.

    The cushions dipped from the weight of another presence next to him. Fluixon hummed, body angled to face Saparata’s as he rested his head against his hand. “Don't tell me… you're upset that I put you in your place last match?” Oh, that shit-eating grin.

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    Or, how does the story of two hockey stars finding a life off of the ice go?

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