🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

“I am Camistella, of the Lane family,” Camistella introduced herself, “perhaps you have heard of the fashion shows hosted by my adoptive parents.” In the opinion of such an authority as Camistella, the Lanes were somewhat well-known in the city, at least for their fanatical devotion to the idea of beauty and their passion for the arts. Her father, Camenus Lane, could boast of a talent for painting, especially enjoying drawing beautiful women. Her mother, Cablukella Lane, was distinguished by her domineering nature and interest in various tentacles. She collected them, wrote scientific and artistic works about them, in general, she was, to put it in modern terms, a hentai artist. And, obviously, the locals from the Lane family were roughly the same as Camistella herself. Her adoptive daughter vaguely suspected where they came from, at least judging by their obvious dislike of the holy church and some patriarch. However, Camistella understood little about religious titles and did not dare to judge. The main thing was that the Lanes had spent a lot of effort and time to make her a promising beauty. This was worth any gratitude on her part. “I was just thinking of going for a walk. I can take a look at your shop,” Camistella said, after a moment of thought, making a generous offer to the General, who was rapidly pacing back and forth.