Now, in the king’s garden, the prince feels the king’s hand grip his own more tightly, and he turns his over within its grasp, cupping palm to palm for the second time that night. This time, the touch lasts much longer than just a few steps in a dance
Nothing more timely than posting something about figure skating when the said skating already ended.
Drawing made for a WONDERFUL zuzuthan or chenyu fanfic that I read on AO3.
The fanfic is : "When you danced with me: the old prince and the young king" by Capra.













