"The heart is but an imaginary circle" ⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎ "I want to be a princess" Juanette said, only loud enough to reach the ears of the one adjacent to her. He was sitting with his head held in a supercilious position as if implying his personal assertion over the seven stars of Skila. "Then you have to marry me" He replied in a patient tone, his voice like sand brushed up against the remains of a long forgotten kingdom. "But you're ugly" She argued. "But I'm rich" He countered. She paused, carefully looking him over. "That's valid...how rich?" She cocked her head to the side as if eager for a favorable response. His face twisted into an expression so riddled with vanity you could scoop it with a spoon and spread it on your toast. "I could buy Jupiter" "Throw in Neptune and we have a deal" She replied promptly, half expecting him to decline. "What about Venus. Venus is love" "And Mercury?" She huffed, a bored expression plastered on her face. "Sure" "Fine. Tuesday then?" "How about Monday?" He countered, recalling the other wedding that was scheduled for Tuesday. He figured he shouldn't get married to two people on the same day. It would be far better for his political image to wait a day between. "Monday is when I get my pedicure" She replied with a sigh, examining her nails. "Monday is subjective." "You're subjective" "The marriage is off," He said simply. "Fine but I'm beautiful" "....but I'm rich" He reminded her, a tone somewhere between condescending and benevolent, glazed with equal parts, fire, ice and clay. "Fine. Tuesday then?" "Fine." He said passively, supposing it couldn't be too bad to marry twice in one day. After all, he was rich. ⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎ Name: Juanette Likes: Shiny things, guillotines, sewing the mouth of the loud and ignorant, Dislikes: The loud and ignorant, marinara sauce, lampshades
