Shen Yuan (peerlesscucumber)

“Are you? Well, I’m glad to hear there’s no hard feelings after our little tiff. Very august and wise of you. It’s a role you play well, even when you’re making pointed, unsympathetic remarks about pride to a dying man.” Claudius laughs, leaning against a pillar of the pavilion and idly waving a hand. “No hard feelings here, either, of course.”