Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191013111619

“And I wasn’t expecting you to turn up here, so I would say it’s fair.” Imperia strode down the hall, she no longer had on her cloak, thus her frame was now in full glorious view. Imperia’s greatest aspect was her balanced form, no one part of her was unnecessarily extravagant. Her height, build, bust, thighs, rump and shoulders, all were perfect matches of eachother, giving her an indescribable beauty and perfection. She was every bit what one would expect a Vampiress, a Countess of the Covenant no less, to be.

Beauty and build was matched only by her elegance. Yet when she is no longer being scrutinized by noble or diplomatic eyes, she more humble and vulnerable, which defies one’s expectations. Alongside her striking beauty was her taste in fashion.

Imperia wore an all black silk dress that went down to her black high heels. Along with the dress she had on a black, leather bound corset that propped up her bust. The dress at her legs has a lone cut that runs it’s length, exposing Imperia’s silky legs, and the stockings she wears beneath the dress, amplifying the attraction factor to any sane man. At the top her dress exposed her shoulders, smoke colored fur lining the shoulder area. Lastly she wore silky dark gloves and a choker that gives hungry men ideas of where to grab during an intimate encounter.

But what was most striking was her hair. Normally Imperia wears her perfect blonde hair up or in a bun of sorts, today it was free and down, showing how long it is. She was a marvelous sight so early in the day.

“Jorge, there is much we need to talk about. So much we need to discuss.” Step by step Imperia drew closer, her voice soft to not attract attention. She was upon Jorge, inches away she places a hand upon his cheek. “So much we need to.... but not here, later. I-“

“MOOOOOOOORRRRRRNNNNNNNINGGGGGGG!!!! Cyndwella erupts from her room shouting. “Aigi must cookin, cause I smells breakfast!” She floats down the hall and the stairs.

“Morning Imperia.” Marcus says standing in the doorway.

“Morning Marcus.” Imperia pulls away from Jorge and heads downstairs.

Marcus then looks to Jorge after watching Imperia leave. “You ever gonna tell her?”