He could hear the beats of the music the closer he got to the club. Of course, on this planet, being a prince didn't matter, so long as you could dance. And dance he could! The prince walked in, and began shuffling his way into the crowd. Once there he let his feet do their thing, and dance. Dance to forget. Dance for joy....he didn't care what, he was dancing to let go!
Hee hee...an old commission by Linkaton-Furaito. ovo;; yiss. She did an amazing job with this ouo;;
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