<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div>Such a smooth voice. Between his looks, his obvious courage, his voice, and his sense of style, Prince Abir was certain he'd just fallen in love with this man. His heart pounded in his chest, like drums around the fire.<br/><br/>Musicians nearby played their wind instruments, adding music to the beauty of this moment.<br/><br/>Prince Abir gave a sympathetic look. "Sorry to hear one of the monsters died. But, we may have use for the parts, like you said. Care to meet with me in my tent and we can discuss a fair trade?" Prince Abir gestured to one of the taller tents nearby, one marked with a series of symbols. Outsiders would just see them as decorations, but those within the tribe knew that this marked the home of one of the king's many sons.