After his dewdrop duties were finished, and now he was free to do what he did best: be admired in public. He gracefully floated to the market. The market was already buzzing. Stalls were filled with all kinds of wares.

He strutted past a flower petal vendor, casually letting a few floating bubbles trail behind him for ambiance. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for. Possibly earrings, possibly a soulmate, possibly a very soft scarf. No matter what, he was going to look gorgeous doing it.

Pausing in front of a stall selling crystal-glass trinkets, Rainier let out a small, dramatic sigh and traced a finger along one of the sparkly orbs on display. [color=deepskyblue]“Pretty,”[/color] he murmured, just loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. [color=deepskyblue]“But not quite as pretty as me.”[/color]

He glanced around, hoping someone would overhear. Preferably a cute guy. Rainier adjusted the pendant at his neck, gave his blonde curls a fluff while looking at his reflection in the crystals.