Aramis Bronx Davina
After the King said those words, a man came over to give each higher up a piece of old brown paper. It looks familiar because I've been interested in some crafts before in my past life aside from gaming and reading. The texture and color of the paper look aesthetically pleasing to the eyes.
I used that often every time I wanted to give my mom a letter on every occasion during mother's day or her birthday. Aside from that, I noticed that a judge-looking person is standing near the King.
That black plain silk gown, plus his white beard all over his face shouts his overall title. Cool, a civil judge I guess?
He's probably going to be the one who's going to judge me and the votes of these people? I don't know exactly, but this is a Judgment trial, right?
Ugh! What do
