Aug 11, 2021
@1642hqs-starters
cecilia sipped the brandy in her glass, sat upon a lovely settee in some parlour room belong to some duke or count or someone important in the grand scheme of things. it all felt the same to her, but she couldn’t deny that it made for some interesting times once everyone was suitably drunk.
“do you ever think about how besides a political free for all, this summit is more of a cattle auction?” she swirls her glass. “every available steer looking for a pretty cow. hm. it is awfully convenient, though.”