Julius inspected Priscilla's face, and eventually his eyes met with hers. "Finally, I've got to see you in the flesh. You gave me a lot of trouble the past year, but thanks to you my Solus Dominion has gotten bigger and stronger. Don't you fear what I might do to you, pirate scum?"
"Not really, Julius. You need me as much as I need you." Priscilla revealed a confident smile, radiating a mature charm. As her upper garment slipped, Julius' eyes were easily drawn to her thin and flawless neck and collar bones. As smooth as jade, her exposed skin gave clue to what lies underneath her garb.
"I don't believe I need the services of a witch like you. For the crimes you have committed, you shall be tried the same as others." Julius cleared his throat, his cheeks reddened. His youthful blood boiled, protesting under the cover of his pale skin.
