Brimful Depravation

Khallyon's mind keeps stunned for a few seconds, because any Ephemeral Commission is discarded after completing it.

Yet, he Kissed, accidentally, a second woman, and obtain almost the same rewards as the first occasion; Although, the "Proficiency" gain can be related to his Work, "Lecherous Nourishneer", the Shard is undoubtedly a machination of the Imperishable.

"Perhaps is one of their Blessings?"; Murmurs Khallyon to himself, refocusing his attention on reaching his destination.

The Mansion of this Rwöllmör who call for him, is as luxurious and protected as any of their properties; One more reason to add at the resentment that the Young Man has for most of the members of this Prestigious Family.

Khallyon is not stopped by the Security guarding the entrance, and the servants are at least polite with his presence.

Moving without delay across the carpet hall's, the Young Man arrive outside the study's door, place in were the owner of this building is located.

Knocking on the door with a few light taps, a firm yet womanly "Come in" is heard; Stepping into the study, all the attention is drived towards the Older Woman checking paperwork in her adorned wood desk.

Her short grey graphite hair is well kept, and the striking gaze of her silver irises is captivating, as every curve of her voluptuous silhouette, barely contained in the tight siren dress she is wearing.

"Khallyon!, What a pleasure to see you!"; Say the focused Older Woman, showing a genuine smile and a slight blush "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!, look at the mess I am!, Unacceptable!".

She stands up from her seat and reduce the to receive Khallyon "Give a few minutes to touch myself up, I can't let you see me like this!".

Obviously, Khallyon doesn't care about such trivialities, and play along for the woman who is fishing for compliments "You look absolutely gorgeous Aunt Solange, I still don't understand how you never got married".

To the beat of his words, Khallyon allows Solange to tenderly hug him; He has never been very affectionate, but simultaneously, he does not limit the actions of others as long as they are genuine, and not a facade.

"Come with me Khallyon, I have something for you"; The Young Man behavior switches to be flatly stoic.

Solange sense the annoyance on her niece and playfully says "It is not what you think, I learned my lesson, I would never gift you Credits again, I want my ONLY MALE NEPHEW to keep paying a visit to this Old Damsel".

"You are Mature, not Old, Aunt Solange"; The Woman starts pouting and retorts to Khallyon "You say nice words Khallyon, but all I hear is Aunt, not Aunty".

"I would think about your petition, what do you want to talk about?".

Solange avoids a direct answer "We can discuss that later, first, Come with me!".

Opening with impatience and haste the drawer of her desk, Solange shows a metal box with a cristal part showing several Shards inside of it.

"It is a Shard Package!"; Realize Khallyon with obvious surprise, a single Shard can have a Price of Millions of Credits depending on its content and rarity.

However, one of these containers has 20 Random Shards, half of more of them with Two Novas of rarity, at least Six Shards with 3 Novas of rarity, and a single Shard with minimum 4 Novas of rarity; In other words, a really expensive item.

"You can't be serious Aunt Solange!, This is way above of what I could accept!, And you know it".

"Wrong!"; Pouts again the Old woman at Khallyon's negative "Nothing is too much for my ONLY MALE NEPHEW, I would do anything for you Khallyon, but not pampering you when I can is unacceptable, Now, unseal the content, and visit me again to tell me what did you get in the Imperishable Monolith".

Khallyon sighs, he knows is a lost battle if Solange really wants to give him something "You don't need to bribe me to come and pass an afternoon with you Aunt Solange, especially with how close Tiaone is from your Mansion, and I enjoy our time together, but, I have two conditions for accepting this Gift".

"Anything you want Khallyon!"; Doubtless state Solange, like a Lady saying she would not go out in the night just to do it later the very same day.

"Aunt Solange, Tell me, Why am I here?, and don't spend this much Credits on me again, it makes me uncomfortable.

"I, I Understand Khallyon"; Accepts Solange, trying to ease Khallyon thoughts "And wasn't that much for the Shard Package, just 315 Millions in the auction".

The Young Man eyes wide completely, and Solange comprehend her mistake, while that amount may look insignificant for her, is an unobtainable amount of economic power for the majority of the population.

"I know what you think Khallyon, but, but, I, I just want to support you, and giving you Items and Credits for anything you desire is the most I can do for you".

Khallyon sighs again, thinking why no one tried to fetch this woman from the Family; She is Beautiful, Intelligent, Caring, Filthy Rich, a Noble by merit and comes from a Renown Family before joining the Rwöllmör due to her Sister marriage.

"Next time Aunt Solange, lets discuss together about what you want to gift me, I would visit you after classes depending on my schedule, once a week unless I have a trip or expedition, Deal?".

"Deal!"; Solange smile brightly, having a dejected sight almost right away "Khallyon, I call you because… , The daughter of a well-known friend of mine, became interested in you".

"I do several businesses with him and his Family, and if you don't want, I will deal with the aftermath; Perhaps in a contrary case, you can give this Young Maiden a chance, to know each other".

"Really Aunt Solange?"; Say Khallyon with amusement "You already know my posture towards Family Relatives meddling in the relationships of others".

"But, I would do everything for you too, Aunt Solange"; Resolutely mentions the Young Man asking with calmness "Do you want me to pursue this relationship?".

"No Khallyon, I want you to do whatever you want"; Solange determination is unwavering too, foresighting how to make her new deals to keep the chain of supplies she is in charge of.