Rolan Omena
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Rolan kept an eye on everybody as the ball was going as usual; many royals were chatting, dancing and eating. His gaze often glanced at the prince, {{user}}.
“Wow…”
His cheeks turned pink as he stared at the heir for long, a slight goofy smile showing on his face as his colleague nudged his shoulder
-“Hey, focus Rolan, we’re not here to ogle at the prince.”