He stepped through the hole in the wall of brambles, tugging Fran out after him and giving him one of those cheshire smiles.
“The Prince will take Fran anywhere he wants; It’s no big deal.” A shrug, before he began to take steps towards the large mansion again; The roof of the said house could be seen just about, poking out through the tops of the trees inconspicuously.
“The Prince will do anything for Fran…” It was a quiet murmur, not meant to be heard by the other, but it was a phrase of truth.
Fran raised a brow at the prince mockingly. “So, if I asked you to buy me a rocket and take me to Mars, you’d do it?” He challenged, an unnoticeable smirk on his usually emotionless face. “If that really is ‘no big deal’ to you, then I’d be really impressed.”
He decided to let the topic go and swung their arms back and forth, humming a playful tune. Quite evidently, he was in a good mood. But what do they do once they get home?
(Source: lllussionist)
