“I want to know what makes you happy.” For Bey
The Magister laughed. He idly tugged his gloves down taut across his hands one by one, as he shook his head.
“The same thing that makes everyone happy, of course; success.” he explained, tone condescending as usual. “While other people are content accomplishing their meager goals, the basis of the notion’s the same. We all like to succeed. And my successes are far superior to those of a common elf’s. So imagine how much happier I am, hmm?”
Thanks for the prompt, @pariker ^^








