I was making a new song for my self to sing, when I had remembered I had made an appointment with the lord of my country. I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "what is it", I said in a focused tone. My father opened my door. "we have guests", my father said while looking at my attire. "And make yourself look presentable". my father closed the door as I let out a sigh. Why now of all times! I sat up from the ground and started undressing from my robe. I slid on a royal blue dress that comes down and stops just above my knees.this is what my father thought was presentable.My family is known for our rare unnatural hair and eye color, so much so father wanted to show it off. I straightened my hair and slid into black booties. Walking out of my bedroom I can smell the food coming from the kitchen. I start to get distracted and raced down the staircase. My father cleared his thoat as me and him made eye contact. My eyes widen as I see the lord standing next to my father. I saw a few faces I didnt recognize, though in my head the seemed very familiar. I eyed them up and down. They had very striking features. They were very handsome, but the question that still remains in my head. Why were all of them here?