} homemade gem of the capitol. OPEN BLITZ

Capricious FUCKING King. The darling of the capitol and what seems to be the absolute gem that the capitol made to be proud of. She was a piece of art in their eyes and they were incredibly thankful for the work she's done. So much, that even her own damn brother can't go around the place without seeing at least five posters in one single area of the streets.

Now if you thought that was a problem - imagine how much fun being at home was. It was a complete [ BLAST ]. All you could hear was a bunch of conversation about her and how her work has been going. Praising her for how well she's done in life and comparing her to the greatest of the greats. Like she was a fucking goddess. At this rate I wouldn't be surprised if there happened to be at least some sort of statue.

Just perfect, Ctibor Belhaven thought to himself has he took a sip of his coffee. The male normally goes to a cafe in the morning to release his thoughts and wake up slightly. It was also nice to go in case there was people to talk to, boys to look at; Ctibor wouldn't miss out on any of those in an instinct. At least, he wouldn't miss them if they weren't stuck up whores who don't appreciate their own items and opinions.

Today he was alone at the cafe, but when someone approached him, in his morning fogged sense of sight for the morning he only gave a nod. He couldn't tell who it was.

Probably couldn't care less.