Cafe d'Observateur d'Etoile

[Wolfs Ghost]

Two soldiers wearing white uniforms walked in and stood near the doorway.

A few seconds afterwards, a young man about his late twenties wearing what seemed to be extremely expensive clothing, promptly stepped in through the doors he was accompanied by a female wearing a white evening that had a split heading up from the bottom of the dress to the middle of her thigh. A few people gasped and instantly moved out of the way but he merely smiled and kept going. He stopped and looked over at the woman and whispered some orders to her. She nodded and turned to leave quickly, waving to the two guards to follow her on the way out.

Amongst the police and other people onboard the station in the Cafe, there was small talk going on about the son of the King being here, and certainly the small talk was indeed true. He smile faintly and walked over to the counter where the waiter looked up and dropped a glass on the floor in shock. "Uh..what can I do for you my lord?" The waiter said, his tone of voice saying he was shocked. The waiter hesitated and looked down at the broken glass and back up at the Prince.

"Don't worry about the glass, Monsieur. I'll pay for a new one. Now, I would like a simple glass of water. If you could, hm?" Joseph said smiling and leaning forwards on the counter. The waiter nodded and quickly hurried off. "Quite amusing how he dropped the glass." He replied to himself, pushing off from the counter and turning around then leaning with his back against it looking at the people staring at him.

"Oh come on, Madames and Monsieurs! It's just your prince. Carry on with what you're going to do!" He shouted, a light smile working its way to his lips.

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