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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Sept 10, 2011 23:34:57 GMT -5
Camila's heart raced as Lucan stood up from the bench. Maybe asking, or almost demanding, that he court her was too sudden. Maybe she had crossed a line. She feared that he would come to disappoint her, that he would say no. Cam felt relief wash over her as he started to speak. He wasn't telling her no. But he wasn't quite telling her yes.
He wanted to touch her cheek again. It was like asking if he could enter a forbidden room for a second time. Camila looked up at him. His touch was quite exciting... But then again, a man courting a woman would usually wait before touching anything more that her arm and hand.
"That isn't a term, kind Sir, but a wish. Or a demand. But whether or not you shall be granted permission to stroke my cheek once more, you will need to agree to my terms before your request is put into consideration." She corrected.
Cam took hold of his hand, never braking the gaze they held in eachother's eyes, and delicately cupped her hands around it. She brought his covered hand to her face, resting the back if her hand against her cheek, it being the only obstacle between his hand and what he sincerely wished for. She wanted it too, now that she the burning and hot, sweet desire that came with a stroke of his hand to her cheek. Yet Camila wasn't going to let him takeher to his advantage. He would wait for it. Lucan would have to wait her out.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Aug 27, 2011 9:53:49 GMT -5
Lucan had started off as shy guy Camila thought she could have a little fun toying with and then she found out that she liked that. Now Lucan was acting outrageously and Camila wasn't in any right mind to give any thought as to whether or not she liked it. She was certainly speechless. And her blood was hot in a hysteric wave if desire and shock. Perhaps she did like it? But Cam was usually the girl who would take charge, was dominant, who would have a man at her mercy, starved for her empty teasing. She was not used to this.
Lucan offered her his arm to take, as a knight would do usually. Seeing nothing wrong with this, Camila carefully looped her arm through his, trying to be as stereotypically lady-like as possible yet without bursting into a fit of laugher at how had she had just tried. She was trying to look normal, to act normal. As if nothing had set her off, nothing had caught her off guard or even shocked her. No, there was no need for her to show that. Luc went on apologizing about his out of character behavior before. He didn't need to apologize, Camila was almost even more interested in him now that he had "broken the rules" of knight chivalry. It made him seem a little more dangerous, if you will.
"I don't intend on leaving so soon, but for me to stay you must swear to me this," she went off in a sort of riddle and looked up at him with a slight smirk. "You must court me before you ever lay a hand upon my cheek again." This was more like her, it was a little bit if a tease, the way she said it. "What say you to those terms? Agree and I will stay." Camila wanted nothing more than for him to agree. She wanted to be courted by him. Sure it was a little unusual for a lady to insist on such a thing but it wasn't unheard of.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Aug 14, 2011 22:06:19 GMT -5
Even a woman of Camila's personality dreamed, deep down, about one day meeting a knight that would sweep her off her feet but even they wanted to be courted as an proper lady before. Yes, courting was a long sort of 'process' that postponed the inevitable. However it was the idea and very nature of a courtship that made any lady swoon. By now, if one would consider the time Camila and Lucan had spent together the start of their courtship, things would be moving at quite an alarming speed. Yet Camila had done nothing to stop it.
Her eyes looked up at him again, at which point Lucan stroke her cheek delicately with his thumb, sending her heart back into a race and her cheek into a vivid flush. It was uncommon for men to do so in public, even less so early in a relationship with a woman. But Lucan was very different than most men, that much was quite clear. He had taken a hold on Camila's heart and was not going to let go anytime soon for sure.
Cam didn't even hear Lucan when he had started to speak before the crowd started to applaud the players. She just started to come back to reality with a shock at which point Lucan released his hold on her. Camila held her hands together almost nervously as there was a pause and Lucan bowed. She supposed she should curtsy in response.
"Walk with me?" He asked her to which she could only nod. Where he wanted to walk with her she hadn't the slightest idea but Camila had full faith and total trust in him.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Aug 14, 2011 11:33:32 GMT -5
Who would have thought that she, Lady Camila of Faintree, would be dancing tonight. She never danced. And she could see the gaping faces of many men whom she had turned down in the past saying she didn't dance and had no intension on really doing so any time soon. It was as they were stunned that Lucan had managed to persuade her. Now, Camila wasn't sure if it was Luc's lack of confidance that would make this shocking or if it was because Lucan was a cowardly knight that no one believed would have to balls to even talk to her, but she didn't care (although she was sure that the case would be the prior), Lucan was so different. He made damaged but protected all at once. Perhaps it was because she was a damaged soul in need of protecting...
Lucan let go of her hand, hers descending a bit to her side, confused as to what he was doing. Perhaps he didnt actually want to dance? It was then that his newly freed hand reached out to her face to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Camila's face went scarlett red instantly and her heart started to pound out of her chest. As Lucan took her hand again he was mainly guiding a mindless body. Cam couldn't understand it but she couldn't think straight for a moment, looking away at the floor.
When she eventually came back to her senses, Cam looked back up at Lucan. It was then that she realized that they were getting closer. To be quite honest, Camila did not mind it. It didn't make her feel uneasy at all. It was like they were drawn to be this close, to be almost closer. It was a natural feeling.
Who would have thought that she, Lady Camila of Faintree, would be falling for Lucan tonight.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Aug 11, 2011 6:44:52 GMT -5
It took a little while for Lucan to place his other hand on her waist. He did it delicately, almost as if he had to be cautious, as if she would shatter at his touch... Well, she felt like she was shattering. It was not a negative thing at all. No. His touch gave her goosebumps for a few moments. There was something incredible about that feeling, even more so that it was him causing it for some reason. Camila looked at the knight, gazed at him in a secret awe as she gave him an encouraging smile on the surface to try and releaf him of his tension. She could feel how tense he was. Especially in his shoulder.
Luc's shoulders were huge, muscular from all the sword fights and practices he had done. It was like resting her hand on a big, soft rock. Cam looked at his shoulder for no more than a second along with his chest before quickly looking back up at his face.
"Yes," she answered. "What's a few toes to me? I'm sure I can survive." Cam laughed light. Lucan was actually a good dancer or at least she thought so, nit having danced with anyone before. But he had managed not to step on her toes, trip on her dress or faint quite yet. This night was far from what she had expected when she had arrived for Morgana's return celebration.
His muscle eased up gradually and he expressed how he liked whatever she was doing to him. Although the Lady hadn't the faintest idea what should could possibly be doing to him, she agreed at the same time. Because he too was having some kind of effect on her. Camila looked him in the eyes, finding such gorgeous colours there. It took a second for her to speak. "I could say the same thing abut you." Cam grinned. "And I am certainly enjoying whatever it is you're doing to me. I am liking it quite a bit as well." She smiled at him. It was all true. He was making her due all sorts of new things, some she refused to do in the past. But now that she was doing them, she was really liking it.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Aug 7, 2011 1:22:22 GMT -5
 Lucan stood up and offered her his hand to take. She figured that her stupid 'rule' was just that, stupid. Camila place her hand delicately into his and stood up infront of him. Good, he was taller, despite her shoes. There just something that had always turned her off about shorter men. Beyond her own doing, the Lady smiled at her suiter before he led her to the dance floor.
"I will take my chances." She said after he spoke. If anything, she feared that he would lose a few toes due to her own mistakes. After this, all the men bowed to the women and the women curtsied back in response. As Lucan bowed Camila held back a small giggle, seeing that he had only done so after he noticed all the other knights and noblemen were doing it. The curtsy was nothing new to Cam. She carefully picked up her dress as she lowered herself. She tried to project as much class as possible. The music started to play and she could see why Luc had stiffened; it was a slower melody.
Slower melodies implied more physical contact. And as she was sure, from what he had told her so far, Lucan hadn't had much contact with any woman in his life. In order not to create an awkward moment of them both just standing there doing nothing, Camila took his left hand and raised it so she could place her hand in it and her left hand rested lightly on his right shoulder. All he needed to do was hold her waists and the could get to dancing.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: I hate being such a late replyer! I sometimes start then fall asleep mid-way cause I usually write at night.
INSPERATIONAL MUSIC: None...
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jul 23, 2011 22:54:10 GMT -5
"I’ll let you know when I’ve figured that one out myself," was his reply. Camila could not decide if that was something to be happy about or the complete opposite. Mind her, she couldn't really understand, herself, what extactly it was about Lucan and his foolish ways that made him so special. Besides the fact that he was unlike any other man she had the pleasure of meeting and that couldn't hold up her regular charades. But there was something there. Almost a sort of pull...
"Do I dance, Sir Lucan?" Cam grinned thoughtfully at the suiter. Truthfully, Lady Camila had not danced with any man since when she was a child. Her father would often sweep her up into his arms and hold her hand up with his own while his arm held her up securly and they would dance around the kitchen a little. Yes, it wasn't much of a dance lesson for Camila, however, she had to pretend. Part of why she had yet to dance with any other man was due to her 'don't touch rule'. Dancing involved physical contact, although very minimal. Would she truly give this first chance to shy Lucan? He had summed up the courage to ask her to dance after. He stumbbled on his words, which she found far too adorable and made her laugh lightheartedly. "I would very much like to." She smiled fondly at him. Camila took hold of Lucan's hand and stood up, walking along side him to the where everyone seemed to be dancing collectively.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: Really late! Sorry! Been at work almost 24/7 this week -_-
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jul 4, 2011 22:03:23 GMT -5
She couldn't understand how it could be a blessing to have him faint on her, not literally. As much as it frustrated her that he was making her blush and giggle without her own doing, she wanted to continue with their conversation, almost curious to figure it all out. "If you fainted, I would be stuck in a room full of idiots without a fool." A smirk played on her lips but it was more of a grin. Lucan was interesting to her. No one else in the room caught her attention.
And what was this something? It actually bothered her to not know what he meant. She looked at him for a moment before giving a quick glance at the floor and looked back at him. "And what's that?" She asked coolly. Camila was not someone one should keep guessing, she didn't like to not be in the know.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: Short and late sorry!
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jun 20, 2011 23:00:57 GMT -5
How on Earth did he make her blush? It was almost like sorcery! Mind you, sorcery was banned in Camelot and punished by death. And Camila strongly believed that none if the knights or nobles that surrounded themselves around Arthur or the King were stupid enough to even practice sorcery. Yet then again... some of them were pretty stupid... That was besides the point. What slightly bothered Camila was how Lucan managed to make her blush unintentionally.
"No need to apologize." Without thinking about it, Cam placed her hand upon his as she said this. "Just relax. You're doing a fantastic job so far. It'd really be a shame if you fainted." She looked from his to her hand before realizing where it was. She pulled it away immediately. She had broken her own rules of 'you can look but you can touch' which so involved her.
"Why me?" The fine Lady paused for a moment. Yes, why him? She didn't know why either. "I guess I just like fools rather than idiots." She shrugged, she made it look so easy to be 'smooth' like that but it was a challenge. "And you're terribly handsome, I must say." Cam shrugged again. Lucan was very handsome, very attractive. It was surprising that he wasn't surrounded by woman.
"Can I ask you the same question? Why me? If you've run away from every girl who approaches you, why are you still here talking to me?" Camila was very curious about this answer.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jun 17, 2011 22:28:56 GMT -5
 She could see that flattery with the Prince could get her everywhere, that she liked. Arthur, much like Camila herself, had an ego. However Arthur's was much larger and more pronounced than the lovely Lady's. Stroking it was probably his favorite pastime. He hadn't changed too much, even little Arthur Pendragon, at the age of no more that five, was a little cocky.
"The please is all mine, and my family's, my dear old friend. This is the event of the century. And a very important day for you. I would have been insulted had you not invited us!" Please. Camila would have found out about the ceremony somehow and would have made her way to Camelot without anybody's knowledge. Then she would have casually made it in and say she wanted to surprise her old friend. No. Camila wanted the bragging rights. To be able to say that she was a very special guest at the ceremony. Stroke her ego.
Camila giggled lightly at his comment. It was cute, but it was also just because her mind was always in such filthy gutters sometimes. She looked up at the king to be, her eyes just smoldering. "The same applies to you, Arthur. Anytime, anyway. Because flattery will sometimes get you everywhere." She smirked before looking forward again. Oh this was fun! Cam didn't actually intend to seduce Arthur into bed. NO! Camila never went that far with her fun. She didn't even let any of the men she teased touch more than her hand nor kiss anything but the back of it. She was a good girl that way. One that way.
"That is indeed a benefit. You will hopefully be comfortable in our guest chambers, and tonight I believe my father is preparing a feast for the noble families visiting us now. We hope you will join us for it." Lady Camila smiled and looked at Arthur. "Is it really 'we' or is it more 'you hope'? Because I don't want to be having dinner with 'we'." Might as well try to keep him all for herself while should could and rub it in peoe's faces.
TAGGED: Arthur Pendragon
NOTES: OK post.
SIDE-NOTES: I am have a big moment of missing Jalice right now ): <3
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jun 12, 2011 22:23:05 GMT -5
"I don't believe that." She lightly shook her head as she said this. He was so very shy, yet so charming. She usually despised that kind of men but with Lucan it was different. She didn't know why she liked it this time. Camila was still lightly stroking the back of her hand with the other mindlessly but every now and then she would lower her gaze and find herself looking at it. It was like she could still feel his kiss on her skin.
She also didn't believe that nobody had deemed him dashing before. It amazed Camila that nobody noticed this handsome knight.
"This evening is quite fine, but it's only getting better." She was referring to the more and more she spoke with Sir Lucan the better the night got. "And your evening?" She replied just before she saw him raise his glass to someone, she followed the direction it had been pointed at and saw that guy Yrvin or Ykran, whatever. He wasn't important. Cam looked back at Lucan, waiting for him to respond.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!! AND SORRY IT'S SO SHORT!!
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on Jun 2, 2011 22:28:48 GMT -5
He was so very shy, so very nervous. It made her grin just a little. Was he afraid of her? Had he heard about her? Heard about her from somebody who was on bad terms with her? Oh dear. That would just completely jeopardize everything. Camila was a good person on the inside but she just like to be a little 'bad' and use men as tools, she didn't want any extra physical contact then those of greetings and had never allowed any other contact to happen that wasn't out of courtesy. She wasn't a random girl on the road, after all, begging for a cheap thrill. No. Camila was much better than that but liked to deceive people a lot.
"Lucan... I mean... Sir Lucan. Although Some people call me Luc for short." His rambling made her giggle unintentionally. She would usually never let herself just giggle at random. All her laughs were usually regulated, planned and so fake. She would laugh in a mischief way at times or give an unimpressed chuckle. But this giggle was genuine.
The next thing she knew, Lucan had taken her hand. Her face flushed of all colour in that instant, she didn't know what he was doing but when he place a kiss on the top of it, her cheeks became rosy red. She didn't blush regularly, Luc was just bringing this out in her. It was embarrassing! She was supposed to have control over herself.
"Don't worry about a thing, Lucan. You are very charming." Maybe complementing him could make things better? Make him less shy? Either way, he was a little charming with his shyness. At his next complement Camila smiled widely, blushing agin. "Thank you. And mint I say you look absolutely dashing."
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: horrible.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 29, 2011 22:26:53 GMT -5
"Thank you." Camila replied, pushing her hair behind her ear, still giving off the shy girl appearance. He shuffled over a bit to give her more space. That would create a gap, and gaps were usually good between her and the men she liked to tease but this time the gap made her unhappy, sad almost. As if she wanted to be closer to him...
"You're... you're Lady Camila?" He looked terrified, Cam didn't know what she had done. But she didn't show a reaction to that. "Yes, I am." She gave a small grin. "And you are? I don't think we've met before." She would remember seeing him for sure! His eyes met hers for a moment before he looked back down at the ground instantly. Usually this would make Camila very happy, in a devious way. Shy guys were easy to manipulate. Ask something in a pleading voice and maybe even stroke their cheek and they were puddy! But she didn't feel the need to manipulate this one, she rather enjoyed his shyness, finding it adorable.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: bad and short
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 18, 2011 0:01:10 GMT -5
Morgana had been found safe and sound and to celebrate there would be a great feast in Camelot. Of course, Camila's family was to be attending this festivity, they attended any little thing. Her parents were seemingly trying to stay in Camelot as much as they possibly could lately. No matter. There were much better looking men in Camelot, especially the knights, compared to the nobles, Cam found.
She enjoyed her little mind games. She always just led men on. Her rule of thumb: you can look but you can't touch. Not that they couldn't touch her, they just couldn't touch her nor have her for the night or anything, not unless she were to approve it and it had yet to happen once. Teasing men was just too fun and they would do anything for her, bring her anything, buy her anything. Whatever she wanted. Life was easy. Sometimes she didn't even have to try. She couldn't help it, she was pretty much just lazy.
Walking 'casually' through the crowd of people that had turned out for the feast, Camila looked around at the people present. She was very familiar with multiple men and women, many of the women were her friends or people her parents socialized with. And the men she knew were from a variety of different encounters. That's when she spotted two men, one of which she only knew the name of. Was it Sir Yaine? Sir Yvan? Anyways, he wasn't interesting to her. His friend, however, was something else. His brown locks were long and messy, they sat wildly around the structure of his handsome face.
Sir Yvran, or whatever his name was, got up and left the other knight and Cam followed the leaving man with her eyes for a moment before turning her attention back to the brown-haired knight.
Camila walked over to the knight and played the shy card. "Hi," She started. "Can I sit here?" She gestured to the spot next to him.
TAGGED: Sir Lucan
NOTES: Blarg.
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 15, 2011 23:02:11 GMT -5
"It has indeed My Lady." That sentence on it's own was so formal it Camila almost want to giggle. It was odd to think that this was the tiny little boy from her childhood. And he was just a fee days from becoming the proud prince of Camelot. Arthur took her hand, her other hand went to her chest in a flattered gesture, and he bent over to kiss it before letting it go and resuming his former stance. Cam was smiling. She could act all she wanted but certain things in life would just fall into place without the extra effort. Arthur was such a gentleman and exceptionally good looking, it made it hard for her not to react to him.
"Oh no, the honor is all my own. The future prince of Camelot, escorting me." As she had started her reply to his comment she did a little curtsie, lightly as a joke, but seemingly entirely honest to anyone else. Camila smiled widely at his next remark, playing a little modesty into it cause she already knew how gorgeous she was but couldn't let that attitude show. "Thank you. But may I permit myself to say that you are even more dashing than I remember?" Butter him up a little. But she ment it... He was pretty damn gorgeous.
Arthur started to walk into the corridor and Camila quickly followed by his side. "Quite exhusting, as a matter of fact. But luckly the Estate isn't too far from Camelot."
TAGGED: Arthur Pendragon
NOTES: Ish post.
SIDE-NOTES: Just realized that she probably would have brought nags and things and that Merlin would probably be hauling them up a large flight of stairs. Haha. I love Merlin :)
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 15, 2011 8:11:40 GMT -5
Arthur: How come you're so knowledgeable?
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 13, 2011 22:21:28 GMT -5
Arthur's crowning was quickly approaching and many noble families were invited to the event. Among many was a family from the Faintree Estate. Sir Aaron of Faintree and his wife, Lady Eloise, had known the King for many years, in fact they used to have their daughter Camila socialize with Arthur when they were younger.
Walking into one of the great halls, Camila stood between her parents as they found Uther. There was a quick exchange of pleasantries, Cam being a little extra enthusiastic for the King. Uther was a great man, but honestly a little bit of a bore. Luckily, she didn't have to stick around him much longer, especially now that her father had started on a long story about a recent hunting trip, she was to be escorted to her room by none other than the future prince himself. It had been a long time since Camila had actually seen Arthur. She had been well aware that he had been standing in the doorway this whole time, she had seen him as soon as she had entered the room. Arthur had certainly changed over the years. He was very handsome, that much was obvious.
Cam walked over to Arthur, grinning. "Well my, my. Arthur Pendragon." Her grin slightly grew into somewhat of a smirk for a moment. "It has been far too long."
TAGGED: Arthur Pendragon
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Post by Lady Camila of Faintree on May 9, 2011 19:27:01 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Lady Camila of Faintree
.:Nick Name:. Cam
.:Age:. 19
.:Race:. Camelotian
.:Status:. Nobility
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. A beautiful blond with wavy hair, Camila is a vision. Her eyes are a crystal sapphire blue that allure and intrigue the men she comes across. They enchant and invite with an almost magical pull. She has a long, thin, soft nose just above her almost kind of small pink lips that sit in a lovely, almost oval shape. Camila's very thin without trying but the fact that she sometimes skips a meal does help the cause. She's not very muscular, however she can fight pretty well. Her chin is very small and rounded off with her long face. Her legs a long and her torso considerably is as well. Her waist is tiny but her hips a little big, base to carry her children one day.
.:Height:. 5' 8"
.:Portrayed by:. Diane Kruger
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. Lady Camila of Faintree is an elegant and poised nineteen year old woman with a high head and a proud advance. She comes off as a charmingly sweet young lady with strong, yet suble opinions however she isn't always that way. In fact, Lady Camila is quite the temptrice. She likes to flirt with men a lot, teasing them and often annoying them for fun. She uses her body and her eyes to enchant and allure men in ways that she finds very favorable. She's used to getting what she wants, being an only child, and hates it when she doesn't get her way. She looks weak and fragile but it very tough and a skilled fighter, without a sword. Camila has become a master at archery over the years and still practices it for fun at times, swords never came as easily to her and even then, it wasn't very lady-like. Cam likes a good laugh but watch out when she gets angry.
.:Strengths:. Fighting, Flirting (yes it's a strength!), Stealth, Annoyance.
.:Weaknesses:. Cooking, Dealing with defeat, Scorpions.
.:Magic Abilities:. None.
.:Special Skills:. Archery
.:Accents:. English
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:. Camelot, specifically Faintree Estate
.:Family:. Sir Aaron (father), Lady Eloise (mother)
.:Occupation:. Lady of the Court
.:Current Location of Residence:. Camelot
.:History:. Camila was born and raised on her parents' estate of Faintree. After her birth, Cam's mother, Eloise, could no longer have any children so she would be an only child. She was the apple of her father's eye and her mother's little princess and that's how she was treated, a little princess. Cam got away with everything, blaming others out of habit because her parents would believe her every time. She was spoiled and barely had to raise a finger when she wanted something. As she started to get older, Camila adapted the habit of using her body to convince men to do things for her, but she was smart enough to not go any further. But she also played the good girl. Another side of her that she could change instantly to in order to pass off as an innocent, sweet and polite girl. Her past wasn't very eventful, but her future looks promising.
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