Charlotte Rose

Charlotte Rose, the eldest daughter of the Summers. Charlotte was raised to be a lady, but of course there was more to her than meets the eye. Charlotte is a fun loving, spirited, witty and carefree individual under threads of fine silks and a light shroud of custom perfumes. she was a woman of valor, and those were hard to come by the perfect picture of elegance, Lady Charlotte was the envy of every sophisticated silver spoon bred aristocrat. but the noblemen? none could reach her level. none could earn her hand in marriage. but try they did. Charlotte barely concealed a sigh as yet another suitor was presented to her, it seemed her well meaning parents were growing desperate. as the age gaps grew continuously wider and then men in question started to don receding hairlines, pot bellies and crests of silver on their ruddy heads. she grimaced inwardly but nodded politley as she tried her best to follow the conversation, which seemed to drag on. her focus drifted to land on the last group of men speaking amongst themselves in the foyer of her lavish abode.