Ch. 4

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"These are my daughters!" Lafarcé proclaims.

Charleston looks up to see seven beautiful young women each different from the next. He scans each one until his eyes lock on a smaller girl in a light blue dress. She is the same girl from the field. He can get a better look at her now. Her short, blonde hair, and her light blue eyes. He looks at her figure. It is small and fragile. She didn't move or speak, and she stood slightly hunched over. Her dress is very simple. Her beauty is natural.

Lafarcé introduces the girl.

"This is my youngest daughter. Her name is Sunroza."

Sunroza... What an unusual name. Charleston liked that it was different. It was new. He like new things. Then a girl wearing a green dress stepped in front of her. This girl looked a little older.

"This is my sixth daughter, Vivian." The master said.

Vivian was also small, but not as tiny as Sunroza. She was also looked stronger and tense. She had olive skin and pure brown hair. Her eyes were bright green and had smaller facial features. Her nose and lips were slim. Her green dress had a tight top and a silky skirt. Her hair was done up in a bun and tied with a green ribbon. A girl holding a mirror stood beside her now.

"This is my fifth daughter, Evangeline." Said Lafarcé pointing to the girl with the mirror.

Evangeline wore a purple ball gown. She was pretty. She wouldn't look up from her mirror. She also had brown hair with a purple tinge to it. Her skin was tanned but lighter than her father's. She wore a good amount of makeup, and had her hair pulled into a braid that ran down and rested on her shoulder.

A woman older than the first three was was pointed at. She was eating grapes from a giant platter of food as she sat in a chair.

"That is Glennette. She is my forth daughter."

Although she was not much taller than her younger sisters, she was much bigger. She wore a light pink flowery gown. Her hair was only half down, and there were flowers in it. Her hair was wavy and fairly long. Her face was round, and had deep brown eyes. She smiled a little as she continued to eat.

Master Lafarcé then looked to his right. There stood three more girls. Older and more mature than the first four. The one standing in the middle was the tallest. The dresses of these girls were different from the first four as well. They all had their own style.

Lafarcé motioned to two of the three girls. "This is my third daughter Lorena, and my second born, Adeline."

Lorena stepped forward. She was definitely tall, and she had an amazing figure. She looked like a goddess as she stood there. Charleston looked into her seductive eyes. They were purple. She had the longest hair of the girls as well. She was a red head. Her skin was very fair and seemed to glow. She wore two pieces with many colors. Her attire was purple, pink, and orange. Each color faded into one another. The top piece was tight with loose sleeves which hung off her shoulders. Her tight skinny belly was shown. The second piece flowed more. It hung low on the waist and had slits in the sides allowing her bare legs to peak out when she walked. It was beautiful- she was beautiful! Charleston had never seen a more beautiful woman. He was immediately addicted to her. She was going to be trouble. Charleston forced his eyes away from her to look on to the next girl.

Adeline's dress was tight and flared out at the bottom. It looked as though it was made of liquid gold. She wore many accessories. She had on a large necklace, and multiple bracelets and rings on each hand. She also had large earrings to match her necklace. Her hair was a light brown and matched her light brown eyes. She was the darkest of the girls; she was darker than her father. She appeared annoyed by something. Charleston assumed it was because he had been staring to long and looked back at the master.

Lafarcé gave a grand motion with his body to the last girl to emphasize her importance.

"And, this... is my first born! She will run the house, when I no longer can. Her name is Villecent."

The name of the girl slid off his tongue with a hiss. She was standing tall. She looked the most like her father. She had tanned skin and dark black hair. Her eyes were the same red eyes that could kill with just a glance. She looked powerful. She was fit and very muscular. Her hair was shorter and wavy. She wore a sleeveless black top with a high red collar, and long red gloves on her arms. The skirt piece was black and flowed in the front. The back was Ruffled and puffed out and was red to match her gloves.

Ivan, who had been standing off to the side, now came forward. He bowed to master Lafarcé and thank him for his time. Charleston bowed as well.

"Now, if you will excuse me, I must speak with my daughters."

As Lafarcé said this, the girls began to file into chairs around a large table.

"Of course, sir." Ivan said.

Charleston bowed once more, before following Ivan out of the room, and closing the door softly behind him.

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