"Good night, sweet Prince," he said, and he moved to close with him.

Prince then moved his troops back to Sandwich, fearing another attack there.

When he had embraced them, the Prince moved slowly up the valley in atriumphal procession.

The word came out like an unfamiliar name as the Prince moved a step closer.

The Prince and the magician moved to the defense of their friend.

The Prince moved quickly to meet the friends who ran toward him.

His prick got hard in anticipation even before Princes moved in on it.

The Prince had not moved, except to fall back onto his side on the wet sand.

The Prince now moved onto another set of cages, this time off the main harem room.

The Prince moved a step closer, looming over the smaller man in gray.