Getting to know you
Kayleth Verena was a beautiful, intelligent, confident woman. Men from all over the world would come and visit Letholdus, for the main attraction - the beautiful women of course.
Kayleth was a princess, by law of Letholdus that meant she was not allowed a 'quibby' man. Basically, an outsider of Letholdus and it's surrounding city Isoldegard.
She was a tall woman, with long flowing auburn hair and emerald green eyes, to say she was beautiful was an understatement.
Whilst she wasn't allowed to date a quibby, that didn't stop her occasionally having fun with them.
She lived in a mansion with her rich father, King Ulric. Her mother had died during childbirth, though she was twenty, she couldn't bare to leave her father, for fear he would feel neglected.
\"Kayleth?\" her father Ulric called out. She jumped, she had been deep in thought when he called out to her.
\"Yes, Daddy...what's wrong?\"
\"Nothing my dear, it's just you have a visitor.\"
Kayleth was astounded by this, she hadn't had a visitor in nearly seven years, when she was just a teenager.
\"But...but who father?\"
He smiled broadly, \"Why not just come and see?\"
She smiled at Ulric, excited but nervous. She turned towards her mirror, straightening out her hair, she glanced at her make-up. Her father saw her glance.
\"Really? Come on, darling, mustn't leave him waiting.\" She giggled. Wait? Him? She had a male visitor? She held her posture, and took a deep breath. The nerves set deeper in.
Seraphim Elverdam was an intelligent rich man, who sought only after the finer things in life.
He was a tall man at six foot four, but very skinny, almost ill looking. He had everything he could ever want, except a wife.
He had high standards and when his dear friend Jason Kishi had visited Isoldegard on holiday, he had been told about the town of Letholdus, where beautiful women lived and worked everyday.
He had asked Jason to accompany him.
Now here he stood in Teal Gardens, the eden of Letholdus.
\"Raph, do you really think you'll get one?\" Jase enquired. Seraphim smiled, nodding enthusiasticly, \"How could I not? Look at me!\" Jason did just that, and besides intelligence and wealth, Seraphim didn't really have anything to offer. He wasn't much of a looker. Jason on the other hand, was very much the looker. He was five foot ten, broad shouldered, strong arms, toned body, spiky ebony hair, hazel eyes, he was always pursued by women, just never the right one.
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