🎀 Wisteria 🎀

Indeed. If the pike turns out poorly, will you call it a sausage? Hmm. Having formed an idea of the arsenal, Valdemar was about to visit the astrologers, but the sign for "Snow White" that caught his eye, combined with his empty stomach, proved to be an irresistible obstacle, and he had to stop for lunch.

Once inside the establishment, Valdemar was greeted by a waitress with very lush, appetizing forms, and her snow-white hair, combined with an equally white outfit, made the aristocrat momentarily confused – his spirit was not strong enough to cope with the sudden surge of emotions.

“Esteemed guest,” the waitress’s languid voice brought him out of his trance, “welcome to Snow White. Do you need a table for one?”