Flora Charlotte

A movement caught his attention. Coming down the grand staircase was a beautiful figure dressed in white and yellow silk; Florence, one of his wives. Her blonde hair fell beautifully down her back, catching the light with every step and framing her elegant white sundress perfectly. A warm smile spread across her face as she approached. "Welcome home" she greeted, her voice melodious. "I hope you can forgive our absence over the past week."