"Another pirate attack?" A mature, sweet voice echoed in a strangely styled office for the eastern continent.
Concrete walls covered in wallpaper and paintings of men and women in opulent clothes.
The divine figure of a goddess of purity and gold stood in a large statue at the back of the room.
The owner of that voice was a mature, elegant-looking woman with long golden hair, a red dress that clung to her slender waist and tightened the neckline over her voluptuous breasts.
Her tight cleavage forced the fair flesh to spill out over her dress, almost escaping under the tightness of the thin fabric.
"Yes, my lady, but it's a slightly more complicated diplomatic matter..." The guard in front of the woman spoke, taking up a position.
"The ship carrying Her Highness Princess Isabel of the kingdom of Valemont was attacked. They managed to escape thanks to a young man who fell from the sky, but apparently, he kidnapped or... ran off with Princess Isabella..."
