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The capital is boring.
Why is the capital boring? It's the capital! It should have interesting people in it! But noo, everyone she's met so far has been an idiot. Mostly not even an entertaining idiot, just a boring idiot who thinks she should be impressed by their whatever, like, no, in order to impress her you can start by not being an idiot.
On the plus side, the party has free booze, so that's nice.
The next day Necori decides to break up the whole reading poetry thing by exploring the castle. It is a beautiful castle.
It's a glorious castle. Courtyards and colonnades, balconies and ballrooms - there is only one that is the ballroom, but he'll come across a few lesser specimens if he's thorough enough. Gardens, dining halls, grand sweeping staircases.
It's amazing. He doesn't explore too quickly, pausing to take in every new vista and indulging in childlike adventure fantasies.
...He glances around, not really expecting to see anyone but checking anyway.
Heh, that was faster than he was expecting.
"It's beautiful. And there's so much of it."
"And I have excellent taste, so if I like it you really know you did well," he says, only half-joking.
"It's very strange, not having to worry about my reputation any more. It's been one of the two major preoccupations of my life for a long time. But the other one is beauty, in all its forms, so--here is a good place to adjust."
"I commend you.
I'm not sure what I'll do with myself when I tire of exploring and reading poetry. But I have time to find out."
"I don't know what I want to do. It's very unsettling, I've never felt this way before."
"Thank you. Good luck with the fountains, although I can't say I'm not at least a little self-serving when I say that."
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