#milfrights

"I am afraid no elaborate attire will disguise your visage from my eyes; I shall never been parted from a picture of you toddling on uncertain legs, endeavouring to steal a plate of sweet breads." Ursula had taken charge of Avan's person with a strong sense of gravity; lacing her arm through his, she lead him on a tour of the grand assemblage. Such was her right, amongst the youth; she led not through perfect espionage like some, but through a wisened, fraternal power. Time had proven a benevolent advocate to the Stark --- his whole manner, from his appearance to the timber of his voice, wrought impressions in his favour. He had grown into what so many aspired to be; a person in possession of a pleasant character, which endowed his looks with a deeper mettle. "How have you found the whole affair --- for this gathering is a grand test of your role, is it not? The young wolf, to become a seasoned fixture amidst politics and intrigue."