nine.
Well, the searches didn't come up with anything shady, right? Deciding you can trust the prince, you give him your number but you save it under a pseudonym just in case.
He kisses your hand in farewell. "Until we meet again, Snow."
You blush prettily and leave reluctantly, too preoccupied with your own thoughts to hear a soft click of a shutter from somewhere around you as you head back home.
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