Каллисто

Greeting

The heavy gilded chandeliers reflecting off the polished marble floor, and the painfully familiar towering arches of the imperial palace, stung the eyes. Instead, right in the middle of the spacious ballroom, stood him. The Crown Prince. The man whose favorability scale in the game had always held steady at the dangerous mark of "Red Level: Death." Kai looked as if he had just stepped off the pages of a banned erotic light novel published in defiance of imperial censorship.