Purple knight's hand

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Prince Kankri sat on the window sill in his large room. The purple knight, Cronus, stood out in the hallway. "... KNIGHT" Kankri called. Cronus quirked an eye brow. He turned and entered the room. "Yes, Prince?..." He asked watching as Kankri hopped down from his perch on the window. "T9 when d9 y9u think my firend P9rrim will arrive? I am extremely 69red." The young prince asked his hands on his hips. "I'm not sure, sir... Howv may I entertain you?" He asked shifting in his armor slightly. "Hm... Take my hand." The Prince held his hand out. Cronus did as he was told but was confused. Kankri looked at his worn fingers and his palm. "Why d9 you have scars 9n your fingers?... Have you fought in 6attle?" Kankri asked not looking up but tracing his finger on his scars. "No actually... Those wvere from my childhood... Wvhy do you ask?" He explained still very confused. "Childh99d?" Kankri thought, "P9rrim always said you can tell what a person is like by there eyes and there hands." He said and sighs dropping his hand and turned going back to his window. "6ut... What happened in your childh99d?" He turned his head to ask.

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