Chapter Eight
“Oh, Mother, he is divine. Can I see his face?”
The gushing words are those of daughter Angelica Von Kraft. Eighteen years of age, she inherited her mother’s eyes of deep blue and, amazingly, the golden hair of her late father’s Aryan lineage. Fully developed physically, Angelica still exhibits the exuberance of adolescence in matters concerning the opposite gender. Raised in wealth, privilege, and moral turpitude, the family propensity for dominance turned to disdain and torment for the male after her father Baron Von Kraft died. Young Angelica has, for many years, looked forward to the day she would attain the family right of passage into womanhood...to be empowered to make the decision.
A smiling mother, pleased that her gift is well received, steps to the head of the g
