Prince Duncan stumbles into Prince Andrew’s room, expecting a look-a-like Armenia spread out for the taking but all he got is an empty room.
“This better not be a trick of some sort,” he slurs, walking out of the room.
“Leaving so soon?” Prince Andrew asks when Prince Duncan walks into him.
“What games are you playing? Where is the so-called gift?” Prince Duncan asks, disappointed.
“I left her in my room,” Prince Andrew push past Prince Duncan to inspect his room. “Crap,” he says storming out of the room, sniffing the air, trying to catch the scent.
“Was she a vampire? I only smell perfume and death,” Prince Duncan says, swaying in the hallway.
“Yes, she is wearing a red dress,” Prince Andrew says running off and as he runs, he takes off his classic shirt so that his wings don’t get
