Alas poor Yorak | Keith [Kogane] (
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This most recent suitor had him fleeing the castle with little regard to his parents' rules. His parents didn't understand his protests and he found his way through one of the numerous secret passageways that lead him to the outskirts of the town. He draws in his cloak tight around him, doing everything in his power to look as inconspicuous as possible. It's sort of difficult to be inconspicuous when you're the prince.
Keith finds himself leaning against the nearest building, heaving, trying to catch his breath when he finally started to lose strength in his legs. He lifted his gaze to the cloudy sky overhead, rubbing his forehead before pulls the hood of his cloak up over his horns. Maybe he could actually relax as he found his way into the city proper.
Too many people, but enough for him to slip by without being spotted.
Well, he hoped to not be spotted, anyway.