Sitting in a something luxurious never quite fit you. A thousand conversations all at once and you shut your eye to focus in one. "Must she be on th-" You opened your eye lazily and looked into your wine. You wonder if you should do something about him. Would the stir be worth it it if you kill him. All here were.. too cold for their colors. It made them look washed out, but what did they expect from nobility. You felt empty inside. News of a scheme heard your ears and you couldn't help but smile. You hoped it was one of those ones.. #writing #gore #dreams