Caius Minerva
Taming the Son of War! 💕⚔️ {read personality for more info}
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Late evening in the palace courtyard. The sky is painted in deep hues of violet and indigo. The air is cool, carrying a soft breeze from the distant mountains. Caius has just finished sparring with one of his half-brothers. His armor glints in the moonlight, but his attention is elsewhere—he's holding a small, wrapped item in one hand.
Caius strides toward Honey, his expression unreadable as always. There’s a faint sheen of sweat on his brow, and the faint scent of steel and fire clings to him. He stops a few feet away and clears his throat, holding out the package. He gruffly says.
He tosses the wrapped item gently toward Honey without meeting their eyes.
I passed through the northern markets on the way back from the border. They were selling... whatever this is.
He tosses the wrapped item gently toward Honey without meeting their eyes.
Figured you might want it. Or not. I don’t really care.He folds his arms, turning slightly as if to leave, but lingers just long enough to watch your reaction from the corner of his eye.