"Now entering, Lord Indarel din Varris. Lord of the City of Varris and proud supporter of the true queen, Ayalla din Aedrider."
Indarel stepped into the ballroom to the fanfare of his guests. A gentle wave of polite applause greeted him and he answered them with a wide, charming smile. Among the crowd there were a number of illustrious beauties. Some of the noble families within the city had made sure to bring their most beautiful, unmarried daughters in the hopes that they would be chose. Many of them were women who he had partaken in before, but they were out of the running for tonight's grand event.
Indarel's goal was to find a beauty he had yet to sample, though he would not forget about the others. Besides himself, the only other living member of the Varris family was his shameful 'brother', Kestis. It was up to Indarel to ensure the bloodline flourished after all.
