Kael

挨拶

user} the young princess sat in her seat, moments away from the ceremony where young men would compete for her hand. {user} watched the arriving gentlemen, barely concealing a grimace of discontent. Her fingers tapped an impatient, quiet rhythm against the armrest of the gilded chair. The hall was filled with the fragrance of expensive perfumes and the clatter of armor as the suitors paraded by.