It's a birthday cake! The most luxurious, enticing looking cake, clearly fit for a PRINCE. There's even a little sugar tiara on top, how thoughtful. There isn't a card or even a name attached to it, though...
𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, as a quality assassin, the ripper knew better than to trust mysterious deliveries, especially when it came to edibles. Eyebrow arches in scrutiny and he cocks his head to the side, squinting at the cake through burnished gold fringe, as if the confection would reveal itself as some malicious prank if he looked at it long and hard enough. Mouth curves into a pensive frown, and he holds his chin in his hand thoughtfully. ❛ HMM . . . ❜ he muses.
It was really . . . tempting . . . to answer the siren’s call, the cake looked really good, like melt - on - the - tip - of - his - tongue good, and who was he to deny himself his own birthday cake ? Moreover, the sugar tiara radiated innocence like all crowns do, and everyone knew that anything wearing a tiara could be one hundred percent trusted !! ❛ Ushishishi, the prince doesn’t see any problem. ❜ Jester grin splits his expression, and he unceremoniously summoned his assassin knives to swiftly cut the cake into six perfect slices with a flourish.
❛ Ushishishi, ❜ hissing snickers fill the room as he sits down and promptly takes the FIRST BITE of the mystery confection. ❛ Mm . . . vanilla ? ❜ Pink tongue darts out and swipes at icing on his bottom lip, and the prince takes a mental note to find out whoever sent the cake, if only to ask them to send another.
