Chapter 191: The Milot Girls

"This is my daughter Klara, Annabelle, Lori, and Myrtle, Your Highness," Marquis Milot smiled broadly as he introduced his daughters to the esteemed guests. "Tonight, they will serve you and provide everything you need."

"Your Highness." All the girls curtseyed in unison, then turned to the young lords and greeted them with their sweet voice. "My lords..."

"My name is Klara, I am 23 years old, Your Highness. It's an honor to serve you," said the first girl, with a long fiery mane and a narrow face. She was the least beautiful of all the sisters, but she looked graceful and calm.

"And I am Annabelle, Your Highness. I just turned 22," said the second girl. She looked a lot like her mother, Lady Milot. Both had long wavy black hair, like a raven. She looked rather intelligent.

"I am Lori. I am pleased to serve you, Your Highness. I am now 20 years old," said the third one.