Jun 14
wip wednesday but on a saturday night!!! :D
tagged by @homericwinter!!
All in all, Chevalle had no one to blame but himself. Ismini swayed just so with every step she took. A combination of not yet gaining her landlegs back and snapping open a bottle of wine the night before; when sleep refused to come, her thoughts refused to settle and the craving became too much. Her hat shielded her eyes against the glare of the sun. She was grateful for that small mercy. It lessened her headache and let her study the grandiose manor of Saint-Domingue's governor.
and though unnamed...the governor in question is @lord-alligator's creation >:3