Search for your night´s conquest.

There were a handful on newcommers in the King´s court, a few women, a couple of knights and an elf princess. So far this wouldnt be particularly noteworthy, but the human women were dressed in a starkly different fashion than the court. It was almost as if they emulated the cuts traditionally favored by men, with no cut showing their apparently mouthful cleavage and with serviceable short skirts that barely reached their kneees. Usually this would draw ridicule from the court, but their leader, a young lady no older than eighteen, had such an aristocratic bearing that the viper tongues roamed to easier ground.

Namely, the elf woman. Her immortal beauty was barelly concealed by the gossamer dress she wore, her every move was graceful and elegant. Her sin was to not speak the Court´s language, she tried to hid behind one of the knights, apparently her husband. She looked delicious, but you didnt put much though in how you would seduce her away from her husband´s size.

Another scandalous presence were the daughters of a newly elevated Duke. Gorgeous triplets, they flirted in tandem witheach other, guaranteeing there would be at least one happy nobleman before the night was over. Perhaps if the number of rivals wasnt so large already, that could have been you.

You were about to gravitate towards one of the lesser beauties when you noticed High Summoner Phelanti chatting with your wife. Perhaps it was just polite talk, but your jealous mind saw even the elder court mage as a potential rival. "I am certain, when last I saw that ring it belonged to Johana Balalaika, Empress of Svitzand. I wonder, how did the sigil of the White Mage Academy ended up with the niece of the Duke of Tylemia?" It appeared just like a regular silver ring, but already the plans of **** on your wife were forming on your mind.