“Ahhh, so this is she. Whispers and rumors abound about this girl…wonder how her picture ended up in my care.”
The Scion’s eyes drifted and scanned her form from head to thigh, and took to studying the slight bend of her structure and the expression laid across her face.
“A charming sort of beauty, but that look…playful with the hint of defiance mingled framed by chestnut hair…I can see why she garners such attention…even if she might destroy the ones that get too close. Homage to the mythical beacons of music and femininity, perhaps.”