1488 They Are Here!

--Lampard Grand Estate--

In the vast estate, open fields of colorful files flooded the scene.

The Lampard estate, just like many other estates along this hill site, was covered with beautiful colored vines wherever one looked.

The vines here weren't very tough and could snap out like flowers on the fields, making gardening and clearance easier.

So beautiful.

Words couldn't describe the sight's beauty.

The trees were also unique, and were called slouching vine trees.

Their leaves were all vines, and their bodies slumped downwards like an old man holding a cane.

But if many were almost amazed by this fairytale sight, then when night came, they would definitely be blown away even more.

The purple stones used for the estate roads and paths, all lit up at night, making a faint purple hue to fall on these trees strategically grown about the estate.

What's more, the fireflies always danced magically on this particular hill like bees enticed with honey.

But that wasn't all.

The little ponds scattered about were also lined with stones on their perimeters, making the fishes and everything else in the ponds look magical.

Indeed, all Titarian hills had their own characteristics, all of which were beautiful without a doubt.

Yes... The Lampard Grand Estate was a one-of-a-kind private estate owned by Duke Lampard.

It should be known that the dashing duke came from the Folly Clan that owed an entire Bill to themselves.

It can not be stressed how big and wide each hill was.

Take an estate for example. Estates had large hands, Fields, and spaces to themselves... Just like Lampard's own.

And on this hill where his estate resided, he had many neighbors and other estate owners here too.

But the Folly Clan owned an entire hill with both direct branch members and distant branch members living on the hill.

Only the direct Branch genres lived at the central part of the hill in the grandest of places, where the Clan's Pavillion, most equipped training facilities, and other buildings were placed.

But the Folly Clan weren't the only ones owning such hills.

The biggest and most prominent Clans owned a single hill, while other Clans could only share hills with others.

But though some clans had some main Clan sites, they were too bothered since they also had many branch clans scattered in different cities and towns within the empire.

That said, many clan members in the capital, including many popular and famous people, all stayed in their lavish courtyards scattered within the Clan sites.

But for some people, they chose to move out, not wanting to conform to clan decisions.

Yes... People like Duke Lampard hated being questioned for his every move.

When he sent his first 2 wives and children packing, the Clan head refused to accept his decision, saying the children were his blood.

Bieber, Lampard couldn't care less. The reason he married those women was because they gave off the feeling that they would be good in bed.

Too bad they weren't whores. So the only way to get them to open their legs was to marry them.

And marry he did... Didn't he?

Finally, after he was done with them, he sent them packing.

He had eaten their soup clean and climbed over their towering walls. And now, he was done and bored with their presence.

Goodbye~

He sent them packing with not a care in the world... Especially after meeting his one true love.

She was the only one who could make his body boil the way it did.

Even to this day, Lampard Folly was still mesmerized by her scent, her looks, her smile, her cruelty, the ground she walked on, and everything else about her.

He wished he could join his bones to hers, so she would never have to leave his sight for a breath's time.

Yes...

Lampard Folly was in love... Though many powerful men speculated Camila gave him a love potion instead.

It was the only reason they could come up with to explain how a man could fall in love with such a cruel woman.

Wasn't that just psychotic?

The birds chirped merrily, swaying from side to side while perched on the colorful slouching Vine trees.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.~

A bird flew towards a grand balcony terrace, landing on the white stone rails.

The balcony had several lounge chairs, a small table with fruits on it, and many maids fanning a gorgeous woman with fair blue skin, dark raven hair, large crescent eyes that tilted upwards, pink nails from birth, PINK full lips like a cartoon's and the thinnest waist one would ever see.

Oh my...

The woman laid on the ancient lounge-like cushioned couch in a seductive manner.

She dawned an all-white flowy goddess attire, tightened on the waist to fully accentuate her figure.

The maids fanning her couldn't help swallowing hard from a single look.

How can anyone be this good-looking? Even, they, women, felt tempted.

The woman had birthed 3 children, yet she still blokes 16!

It was no wonder that their Lord was crazy over her. It's said that during their youth, the Lord fought for her like crazy, killing all suitors without mercy.

Such a woman loved for decades and kept as the only wife to a man was indeed the envy of almost all women, including some of them.

However, after thinking of the woman's true nature, many couldn't really appreciate such a beauty.

Their mistress... Well... Their mistress was also as mad as their lord.

Like so, the maids continued fanning their mistress while feeding her grapes and other fruits from time to time.

Some messaged her feet, while others held large golden leaves as shade.

"So hot." The woman murmured, feeling the summer's heat invaded the land.

Inside was hotter than out here. So she dared not go back in.

"Fan harder!!!"

Bubuum.

"Yes, Mistress!"

Blow. Blow. Blow.~

The ladies fanned, knowing that their lives depended on it.