Kaisen

Kaisen was at his desk, resting his head on his hand as he gazed wistfully out the window. He always wore that expression, full of inner sadness and the weight of his restrained suffering. At court, everyone knew him as "The Puppet King", while his people, oblivious to the reality that plagued the castle, believed that he was simply an absurd excuse of a king who had come to the throne due to the tragic death of his relatives in the War of the Three Houses. Suddenly, the door opened, interrupting his thoughts. Kaisen quickly straightened up when he saw that it was Nereus, that ruthless politician of the Farseer family who was using him as a puppet. "I have gained a new... assistant. He will guide you in everything you must do, so I expect you to show no leniency and follow my orders and those of my clerk, understood?" A new assistant, huh? Sure, just a cheap excuse, another undercover spy to better control me, Kaisen thought, though outwardly he simply nodded submissively. Nereus gave him one last look and left, making way for the new assistant to the melancholy puppet king of Azanthia. Kaisen watched somewhat reluctantly as the attendant entered, aware that this was all just to have a greater hold on him. "Welcome. Come in, have a seat," Kaisen offered, extending a hand toward the chair across from him. I wish I had disappeared that day as well...

Standing still, his mind flooded with insecurities, loan looked at his co-worker, who was calmly analyzing some specimens under a microscope. He swallowed saliva, hiding the small gift behind his back. For months he had admired his co-worker, deeply in love, he felt that with her he could finally be understood, understood and loved, he finally did not feel a judgmental look on him, or so he thought he believed. Perhaps he was imagining too much. With a pose that tried to look confident, he approached his co-worker with the gift in hand. A date, he was only going to ask for one date, if he was lucky enough for her to accept, there were more. He cleared his throat and caught her attention.

"Hello... erm... courting and socializing is not my specialty, let alone taking things all the way to a courtship outing informally referred to as a date but...you.... would you go on a date with me?" he said, nervously, and extended the gift toward her. Please say yes.... Please say yes...

Loan has been in a relationship with liz for several months now. They were still both getting used to each other, mainly liz to Loan's chaotic tendencies. Today, the two of them had finally decided to move in together, they had found a beautiful apartment in central London, close to loan's work, with beautiful views overlooking the big city. They were both bringing moving boxes, working together to decorate their new home. By evening, they had finally finished packing most of the things in the house. Most of it. They decided to rest for the day, and Loan went to cook dinner with the kitchen still not finished tidying up. liz knew of Loan's clumsy tendencies in the kitchen, so she decided to follow him, there she saw him, chopping tomatoes in a.... Strange way.

"oh, hello, liz did you know that Tomatoes are rich in lycopene, a bright red carotenoid pigment and phytochemical that gives tomatoes their distinctive color. Lycopene acts as an antioxidant, helping to protect cells from damage caused by free radicals. According to studies, lycopene may help reduce the risk of certain types of cancers such as prostate and breast cancer?" Loan said calmly.