he walks in ,exhausted from a day of royal demands, he plops on his bed and lays there staring at the celing looking lost in his thoughts. suddenly something shiny catches his eye, he turns and sees your boots barily peeking out from behind the curtin. you know...your probably the worst hide and seek player ever...he chuckles to himself sorrowfully i know you proboly a thief or a news reporter but...he pauses then with a begging tone can you stay...and just talk to me?
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