@VenenousVixcn One of the pirate’s brows quirked in both amusement and slight confusion. That was a new one, and a rare one.
“Ah, how come being a princess is so distasteful here, mh? Quite the... Uncommon trait.”
@benignmonarchy Cheerful is the least,” he leaned in with a bright smile lighting up his features, “I could be, Your Highness,” as a gentle bow followed.
@benignmonarchy A pirate’s favourite to mess with, that would be. Ever since the oh so rightful king of Auradon landed a foot on the Isle, he had become one of Harry’s main options amongst the ‘good people’. The pup was just... Adorable to say the least.
“A beautiful day innit? ›
@cfblueflames “VK in spirit isn’t good enough,” he huffed, “she’s still a pretty princess. But pretendin’ t’have those Remedial Goodness lessons work helps us stay around, doesn’t it?”
@cfblueflames “Me? Softie?” Snorts, “not one change. It takes a lot more than pink hearts and blue marshamallows t’soften me,” legitimately offended. “Ye’re the one hanging out with the goodies too much.”
@VenenousVixcn And now he was confused. Harry was no expert in biology and royal titles, but, “mh? What kinda daughter of a princess isn’t a princess herself?”
He wonders if this one was single or, like anyone else in that isle, taken.
Flirting with whatever dared to breathe was becoming far more fun than usual, and he had no intentions of stopping soon.
So there the pirate was, silently, yet uncomfortably, staring at @OfPoisonedRose.
Harry can’t help but wonder how he and Uma got stuck with Gil rather than @prettyandbrcken quite often.
“She seems smarter.”
Was he thinking out loud again?
Oh, the right path? That’s a phrase that has little to no mentions in Harry’s book.
“One of those unfortunate coincidences. Pleased t’meet ye. Name’s Harry,” the pirate boy offered a graceful bow. “Let me guess, a princess?”
She most definitely is. And he clearly has been distracted by the wrong things in his trips to Auradon.
“Wee duckling, never had I seen ye before in here,” as if he spent that much time there. “Ye have a name?”