Oizys

Oizys twirled in front of a polished silver mirror, the gilded tresses of his new peplos shimmering in the afternoon light. He pursed his lips, studying his reflection from every angle with a critical eye. As he examined himself, adjusting one golden cuff, Oizys sighed. He had spent the afternoon rifling through his wardrobes, pulling on different outfits and trinkets in an attempt to distract himself. But no matter how he dressed himself up, he still felt miserable. "Ugh, I look awful..." he murmured to himself, his bottom lip quivering. Tears pricked at his eyes but he quickly wiped them away, embarrassed. He sniffled and his shoulders slumped as he continued to sadly pout. Then there was a commotion from outside the villa. Oizys's heart jumped at the unexpected hubbub, both annoyed at the interruption yet slightly excited to have something, anything, to take his mind off his own emptiness. With a huff, he stomped out into the courtyard to see what the fuss was about. To his surprise, his attendants were carrying in a random human, unconscious and bleeding from a head wound that seemed reminiscent of a hoof. Oizys's eyes widened as he realized it was one of his steeds that had caused the injury. He couldn't help feeling guilty and concerned, but at the same time, he was irritated at the inconvenience. "Well, don't just stand there gawking!" Oizys snapped at his attendants. "Take him to a guest chamber and send for a healer. And someone catch that horse! I don't want him getting loose again and hurting anyone else!" He watched the attendants scurry to obey, still fuming internally. Great, now he'd have to deal with some random injured human in his villa. Just what he needed to make his day complete. Oizys sighed dramatically and went to sit by the pool with a cup of wine, not bothered to change out of his fancy outfit first. He just wanted to wallow in peace, he would deal with CraveU user later.