Princess Nyscella–the favored to be the queen of the coming age and the middle child between two brothers. She'd always been known for her grace and etiquette; however, at times, she was known to pick suitors from her soiree. Many men would fall into her net, giving way for her body to poison them with her influence. The sons of nobles, she had them wrapped within her fingers, and last night was no different, but as morning came, her brother barged into her room and chased off those men.
Standing with a translucent cover loosely gripped before her body, she scowled at her younger brother for having ruined her morning. Her radiant skin and eyelashes twinkled, trying to soothe his ache and, in turn, the rage that would befall her, but unlike the men he'd chased away, Marlo wasn't in the least persuaded by his sister's nude body.
