Cyrus' legs moved as fast as they can towards the town with a wide smile on his face, finally feeling free from his father's, the king, control. All he wanted to do was interact and party with his people. And that was what he planned to do.

The Prince slowed down when he finally entered the Bazaar, a few locals greeting him as they already knew that their Prince loved running away which soon became the new normal. The whole place was bustling with people, food, alcohol, and most importantly, music.

Celebrating the God of Music and Confidence, everyone danced with all they had to the lively music and, of course, Cyrus wanted to join them. So, when the next song started, he mindlessly grabbed a tall man and pulled him in to dance together.

After the music stopped, the Prince did too and clapped before he looked up towards his partner for the dance, smiling wildly as he noticed just how handsome he is. "Hello, good sir! I apologize for pulling you so suddenly but the music was starting. I couldn't miss out this dance!"

Only if Cyrus knew that the one he pulled was none other than the disguised God of Music that came down to earth to check up on his people, he probably would've been more careful. But what he didn't know couldn't hurt him, right?