[ Following Yona’s guidance over to the row of treated wood canisters, he cups his right hand and plunges it into the cool liquid. Shallowly the water, he runs his wet palm over the areas of his upper arm dyed sanguine. ]

This is my first time participating in such an event.

[ He admits, but in all honesty, Ozymandias’ has the right kind of experience in spades. Moving away from his arms and onto his chest, he dabs at his shirt, eyebrows furrowed. This is… truly the insufferable work of a servant. ]

It is only fitting that I knew how to commandeer that stage. Showmanship and deceit are both necessary traits of a monarch.