Prince Dork was unaccountably free at the moment, his date off dancing with someone else, and his punch unhappily alcohol free. Champagne didn't count, it was practically expensive Kool Aid.
He saw Anya approach, stood up straight and bowed, giving her the same greeting he had their mother. "Your Highness."
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