Paux

paux, the pastry unicorn

oh in the old world you were practically worshipped - the daughter of the royal baker, you were even more beautiful than the princess herself~ suitors fawned over you without fail. that was long, long ago, so long you scarcely remember it, although, on occasion, a thought will cross your mind, and you find yourself moving through the house with a basket of goodies and your makeup just so, trying to see if the other girls will fawn over you.