Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20150517003900/@comment-70.198.130.93-20150525015043

Anduadan paced in his room. He was waiting to be called for dinner. He was nervous, he had not seen the princess in over five years. Not that it mattered. No, why did he care? He thought of her as a .... Friend. Yes, she was his friend. Ben though they had... History.... That was five years ago. Five years. Not that they had anything, of course. No. In the middle of deep thought, he was interrupted by a palace worker. He announced that dinner was ready. Anduadan left for the table.