~Calea~
The pristine golden cobblestone she walked upon made her more aware of how fake Paldania strived to be. To those who didn't know its guts, it looked like you'd walked into a magical world of sorcery. Street vendors play magic tricks for children's eyes to lure in their parents to give them coins. The smell of bakery items lingered with spices from exotic places. Calea remembered it all, and it made her sick. She saw it for what it always had been. A corrupt Kingdom longing for control and power. The strict dress code was just the surface level of things.