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The Ice Prince was neatly sitting in Ella's arm chair, an elbow on the arm chair's arm, his chin in his hand. He was the picture of an elegant man in furious thought. When she spoke his lavender eyes slowly turned to look at her. Soon the rest of his head followed, his hand dropping to touch his chin with on the tips of his fingers. 
"Business...?" his voice was languid and slow, calm and cool like water, "My disposition towards the Duck would not interest you princess, trust me. Nor would my situation towards Charming." Elle sent him a quick and scolding glare. Phillip let out a small sigh, resting his head on his hand, as if he were very tired all of a sudden.
"The little Prince has a bad quality of over reaching his bounds," his voice was quiet but sincere, "And that Duck follows his stead. They are a very bad combination. The Duck may seem young, but he is not weak like Charmin-[i]Charles[/i]. With the Duck's talent for battle and the Prince's talent of ambition, they are something of a very distasteful combo that enjoys causing chaos. The consequences is dishonorable crimes and sometimes death." His gave the princess full view of his storming angry eyes. "I very, very, very much dislike them."

"And it seems that it's Charles's plan to rule over all 'fairytale' creatures," he murmured, "with the help of [i]that duck[/i]." He motioned around him. "It's why I'm here. I won't have anyone getting in the way of the storm. I'll take care of it myself and finish this once and for all. Like my father finished it before me."