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The Silver Rose Round 1 p.2Puck fidgeted with the edges of his black sleeves, anxiously waiting the princess' arrival. He still couldn't believe that he actually was here; if he had deliberated over the matter more, he would have called the whole thing off.The Silver Rose Round 1 p.2 in Scraps
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It's just for the princess, Puck. It's just to see whether Peter was lying or not. Puck sighed. Sometimes, Peter could tease to the point of giving him false hopes, and now a tiny doubt sprung in his mind as to whether the girl he saw yesterday really was the princess.
"You're Puck Lenhart, correct?"
Puck almost jumped in surprise.
"Why, yes, yes I am," Puck replied hurryingly, turning around to look who had spoken.
Before stood the girl he had seen yesterday, beaming at him with a smile that was as gentle and sweet as a lullaby in a dark night. She wore a comfortable red dress that looked like it was made of satin. She had her brown curly hair down, and wore a pair of gold earrings that jangled as she cocked her head at him.
"Nice to meet you, Puck!