<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Bellamy lead the lot of them through the halls of the castle, gesturing to each room of actual importance or note and explaining it to the group, but he felt often like he was talking to himself. Lance interrupted often to add some grand story of some antics that the two of them had gotten into in some of the rooms, all of his attention trained on the young princess. He was clearly already deeply besotted and Bellamy was not looking forward to hearing his long speeches on the woman's beauty once they were alone together again. <br/>
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"Lance, my dear friend," Bellamy said, interrupting one of Lance's many stories of the evening, "why don't you give the tour, since you are so keen on interrupting me at every turn." There was only amusement in Bellamy's expression and tone. <br/>
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Lance flushed and deflated a little, realizing what he'd done in his efforts to charm the princess. He smiled sheepishly, shrugging a little. "My apologies, Bell. I would be delighted to take over the tour for you, if not for how close we are to the gardens. No one can speak of them with such poetry as you, Highness."<br/>
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Bellamy rolled his eyes at the flattery, resting a hand on Lance's arm to assuage his anxiety. "We've still a ways to go. You may take the lead until we get the gardens, and then I shall take over again," he assured him. <br/>
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Lance studied his friends expression again and then nodded, grinning once more. He spun on his heels to face the princess again and offered her his arm. "Shall we, princess?" he offered, his dimples popping once again. <br/>
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Smirking to himself, Bellamy lagged back to fall into step with Everett. The man seemed pensive, watching his sister with a touch of concern but mostly off in his own world. Bellamy doubted the man could recount anything from the tour. But, then again, Bellamy was not very well acquainted with the prince and could therefore be wrong in his assumptions. Perhaps the far off look in his eyes was just his expression of extreme concentration. <br/>
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Either way, Bellamy thought to bring him back down to earth. "What do you think of the castle thus far, dear prince? Will it make a suitable home for your sister?" he asked, smiling his signature mischievous grin over at Prince Everett. </span></span>