[On the morning of Modranicht, Ozymandias will have a box delivered to his mansion's doorstep. Andersen has plans for the day and, as much as he'd like to pay a visit to everyone and make a grand scene, he opts to go for a courier service instead.
Within the plain box are two things: slabs of dried meat for the sphinxes and a pair of gloves. It seems he's taken the liberty of sewing with golden thread the name "Οσυμανδύας" on the cuff - no doubt a way to personalize the gift but also to show off his literary knowledge. Even when he isn't there in person, he somehow manages to give off an aura of desperate eagerness to perform. . .
Ah. It seems there's also a brief note inside.]
Your Majesty,
I humbly present to you an offering for your celestial children and a token of my thanks for the night at the ball. You were willing to put yourself within spewing range of my puke and I greatly appreciated your kindness.
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modranicht gift.
Within the plain box are two things: slabs of dried meat for the sphinxes and a pair of gloves. It seems he's taken the liberty of sewing with golden thread the name "Οσυμανδύας" on the cuff - no doubt a way to personalize the gift but also to show off his literary knowledge. Even when he isn't there in person, he somehow manages to give off an aura of desperate eagerness to perform. . .
Ah. It seems there's also a brief note inside.]
Your Majesty,
I humbly present to you an offering for your celestial children and a token of my thanks for the night at the ball. You were willing to put yourself within spewing range of my puke and I greatly appreciated your kindness.
- H.C.A.