Talk less, Smile more // Open, Kitchen Preparations

TALKING TO MYSELF AT NIGHT,
CAUSE I CAN'T FORGET!

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The Cathedral held one room that was redesigned from ceiling to floor -- becoming a kitchen for the Lord and Lady. It held a variety of foods, most grown out of the farm and Farmhouse and some traded or bought. Among the traded and bought items were caskets and bottles of various wines. There was no beer in the castle, something Julius fully agreed with. Said Jackal was nose deep in the wine cellar, a branched off room from the kitchen. Empty wine bottles from past parties lay strewn about, most likely to be used for lanterns or such.

"Empty... Empty... Fucking empty!" He tossed bottles into a basket next to him, grabbing them and huffing whenever one was void of it's contents. "Finally." He grumbled, holding a full bottle of red wine. "At the very least, the adults have something to drink." He grinned, and started to sort out the wines. Red from White, earthy from fruity. He started to hum gently, stopping to huff whenever he found an empty bottle.

NOCTIS IMPERIUM — JACKAL — BIO — ATTACK IN WHITE + UNDERLINE

#psy.