"Considering it's a rushed job, this is barely passable."
"The primary reason is that the base is good, making it acceptable."
"Now, hold this and hang this on your waist..."
After finishing the process of dressing me up and evaluating my appearance with blunt honesty, they attached a sword to my waist and handed me some sort of metallic orb. The sword looked more decorative than practical—ceremonial, with a dulled blade. I guess that's to be expected...?
"But what's this orb supposed to be?"
Looking closer, it wasn't entirely spherical. The base was a golden globe, with silver inlays encrusted with multicolored gems aligned along its axes. Perched on top stood a cross pattée, made of the same ornate metal.
I vaguely remembered seeing something like it in historical paintings or royal portraits. Globus... something. Globus Cruciger, maybe?
Anyway, with this outfit combined with the sword and orb, don't I look kind of like a prince? Or... a king, even?
