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was he serenading her? belen found herself quite transfixed with heart pounding; she watched in wide glassblue as he sang and sundered her ships upon the careering romantic spearpoint of his singing. never had she experienced such the flush which seemed to run all sides and shades of herself. belen was drymouthed and captivated, recovering too belatedly to sit and clap her paws and laugh aloud, delighted and astounded. "a prince and a bard," she joked. "if you have no company for tonight, perhaps you will consider a mermaid spat out by the sea?" her eyes were gilded with intrigue, and belen thought he would not push away her offer.