City of Hope
Zeeep Shoo
"Make it tighter."
Tssssss—
"Hmm, now this is perfect!" Pythor spread his arms level with his shoulders, spinning slowly in a circle as he examined his appearance in the large mirror before him.
He wore an ostentatious purple robe adorned with the rarest and finest materials. It was tight at the waist and hem, with wide sleeves and a broad design around the shoulders and chest. Even his thick, snake-like hair had its own miniature purple robes.
"Hmmm~" Pythor smiled and nodded, admiring his elegant and beautiful appearance. He picked up one of the perfume bottles, spraying himself lightly as he reveled in the sight. Setting the bottle down gently, he asked in a low voice while still gazing into the mirror, "Have Celebus and Zanox returned yet?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. Everyone is waiting by the portal."
