M-My Lord!....My Lord!" Count Potoki said, his curling back standing out. His scoiloses, the curling of the spine. Resembling him curling over Braam's muscular shoulders. "T-This...is...This is....Delphine, from the lands of the woods. Her hair is as dark as the forest she was born into. And her desires are as dark and as deep as the forest she hails from." Delphine looked directly into his eyes, and a smirk formed on her face. "It is a pleasure to finally be in your company." She cooed, putting much emphasis on 'pleasure.' As she locked eyes with him, and looked deep within him. Staring him down, her eyes darker than the darkest night. "It is said, that she makes  full grown men whimper and moan. The rumor is, she can last hours upon hours! Nights upon nights! She can last days my lord." Count Potoki whispered into his ear. "No man can attest that they have kept up with her. They claim she has no manners my lord. She is as perverse as a dog."  The Prince allowed his eyes to linger over her body. Undressing her with his eyes. Before finally latching his eyes back onto her face. And smiling back at her. Prince Braam paced back and forth, observing each woman. Occasionally stopping to study one of them, he would rest his chin on a formed fist. Taking in their striking features, their shapely bodies, their curves and breast. Before he finally stopped at Elystar, smiling at her in a devilish manner. Brushing a few strings of her hair out of her beautiful face with the back of his palm, swiping them behind her ear. "Tell me my love, what perversions do you seek?"  Braam asked, as he allowed his lips to graze over hers momentarily. Making the slightest contact possible, but just enough to steal a taste.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>