Happy to see you.

The young maiden saw you approach, bowing lightly. "Thank you. It was getting tiresome having to move around so often because of those people."

You'd take a seat somewhere, kicking your feet up. "It wasn't a problem at all, but I'd recommend working on some way to get them off your back. You could put a ring on your finger and pretend you're married." You'd offer.

"I could, but you can only lie for so long and get away with it." She'd sigh and looked about. Her gaze returned to you as she looked you over. "You don't have a ring... I'm a little surprised you haven't got a lover yet."

"I'm looking for the right type." You'd respond, to which she asked "What's that type then?"

"Good question. You wouldn't happen to fancy a scoundrel type, would ya?" You'd mention.

The daughter folded her arms and cocked an eyebrow. "You are quite a mongrel, if I'm fair. A lowborn, cocky, horny mongrel. I haven't found many men who'd jerk themselves off at a house warming party."

You'd grin and shrug. "I'm effective at driving away other mongrels off."

She rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile. She went over and looked you over, getting an idea of you... but you began to have a feeling wash over you. As though she was doing more than looking your body over, more like she was investigating you, seeing who you might be.

"Yes.. you are." She began. "You're a load of trouble waiting to happen, aren't you. You're just a convoluted mess of contradictions..."

"I'd be boring if I wasn't. Sounds like you're interested in a horny little mongrel." You'd tease, before she groaned.

"Fine, tell you what, come with me and we can talk a bit further about it. You're interesting, Denu... something about you..."

Jackpot.

(Lady Vel, lord's daughter)