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Victor noticed the boy was stirring around on the floor, so he decided to do a kind thing and stood up with a pillow from the couch and brought it over to lay it by the prince's head for him to find. He wanted to just pick up the lad and put him in his lap, but he didn't think Lance would appreciate it...or maybe he would, but Victor didn't want to take a chance.
From here, he got a clear scent of the boy. He never got this close. It was such a sweet scent, the kind of scent you always smell when entering a pastry store or a bakery. He stayed kneeling there for what seemed like, to him, hours before finally shifting to stand up and make his way back to the couch.
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