58 Cupid's Arrow.

The man whose head bears the weight of the emerald encrusted crown, wakes up feeling light-headed. 

He feels as though the air he breathes in is a lot more sweeter than usual and a smile adorns the ends of his lips. 

"It's a new day.." He mumbles, as soon as he sits up in bed, watching the light from the red curtains seep into his room, waking him up. 

Casper was neighing and that was enough of an indication for him to start the day, feeling the embrace of wind cascading past his ash grey locks, a feeling of liberation mixed with adrenaline, coursing past his veins. 

Usually, he'd wake up with a heavy head, too hungover from the traditional alcohol drinking practices he'd made a routine for himself. 

It was time he became level-headed, he thought, scratching the tuft of hair growing over his chin.

Yun Ki steps on the fury carpet, toes tingling and he lets out a small giggle, he's in the best spirits.