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. “Pretty,” he murmured, just loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. “But not quite as pretty as me.”
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.
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. “Pretty,” he murmured, just loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. “But not quite as pretty as me.”
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.

