[center][h2]Omorfiá[/h2][/center]

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It had been a while since Omor had been to Luna-2. It was quite nice returning to the hustle and bustle, and she wasn't the star of the show, the herald of her people. While she enjoyed helping her patrons, they didn't actually need her. All they need was some form of self respect, which they didn't have. So they instead, respected her. Which was fine for now, she guessed.

However, not being on [i]The Broken Dream[/i] didn't stop her from being in the eyes of just about everyone. She sighed as they all stared at her B.E.A.S.T, her large 7 foot monster pet that followed her around.

Well, to her he wasn't a monster. 

He was a gallant Prince Knight, which was his name sake. She loved him in very sense of the word. He kept her safe and vise versa. It was one of the only relationships she would stand for, seeing most so called 'lovers' undeserving of the title. All of her experience with lovers were simple, they wanted her for her power.

She looked behind her, at her Prince, and gave his front plate a small pet. The crowd had actually parted for them, so they wouldn't crush those in the way. She kept walking. She was here to discuss trade with a few merchants, asking them for food, supplies, and possible junk ships to help her cause. 

... And a few personal items.