Another option.

The first thing that you see as you open the folder is a gut punch to the soul.

Priority Pick.

Arcadia

A porcelain doll would have more positive emotion than this girl did in the photos of her that were scattered in her dossier. She was beautiful, dark-red fur, well-proportioned — C cup and child-bearing hips — and a veritable waterfall of auburn hair, but her brown eyes are dull and tired. You can even see the hint of tears in her eyes as she refuses to look anything other than miserable in these shots that are supposed to paint her in a good light. She didn’t smile in any of her photos and you could already feel the disappointment in what the nobility considered proper for a young woman. This lack of hope is enough for you not to want to even look farther, but Accalia gently pulls it from your hand and looks it over for you. You sigh as Accalia shakes her head and gently pulls you to her chest.

“She looks so tired.” You mumble, “I don’t even want to look anymore…”

“It’s okay.” Accalia murmurs soothingly, “Lets just move on.”

You shake your head and she looks at your with confusion.

You close your eyes, “Do you think I can save her?”

Accalia blinks at you and her brow furrows, “Remus… do you think she is acting like this so she can marry you? I still don’t like the fact that you have to sleep with these women. But if they are using your good nature against you, I won’t hesitate to make her regret it.”

You scowl as you realize she right, “I know. All these could files could be lies, so that’s why I am not really digging into their bios, I am just looking at their photos. They can fill that with all the crap they want and I wouldn’t know better. Hell all these could be an act!”

You sigh and hold your arms out and Accalia is in your arms before you can think.

“We’ll go over these later.” She murmurs, “I want to sleep in your bed tonight, and wake up to your face in the morning. I dreamt for too long to miss this chance.”