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Kalif Styx had gone through lengthy weeks of getting the perfect males for his daughters. William that lived over in Russia. He had seemed like a noble young man, and then there was Caspian Rolvsson for Kailie. While Kailie had a free period from school, as did he, Kalif had the entire vacation planned. It was not often that he had to put up with Nicolette this long, but he had requested not to be bothered by anyone from his family. But for now, he had Kailie with him, as well as Nicolette, and they had to travel all the way to Norway to find the family first before meeting up on a cruise in a whole other country. The family he was going to were the Rolvsson's, which were not the original names. He knew that the mother was a Dragonov, a Russian family, and the father was a Toralba, another Russian family. The reason why they fled and changed their names, he did not know. Kalif was not one of those men that would pry into the stories. However he knew enough that both families came from respectable backgrounds, and good enough to produce a boy that would be worthy of his daughter's hand. Whether or not Kailie would agree, that was a different story. Now that she was going to actually meet him and spend the vacation with him, she might regret ever being apart of this. He would not blame her though since he heard about what she did to one of his students the previous year. He would have applauded her as a father, but would have been disappointed as a Head of House, which made him a little conflicted inside. However he would look the other way, and hope that Kailie knows better than to act like a fool in front of the boy that would soon have her as his wife.
The whole arrangement was not official by the standards of the Zhefarovich family, but both parents agreed, and it was good enough for Kalif. The boy was also approved by Lydia, since she was crazy over the Dragonov family, claiming that they produced very handsome boys. Kalif was not very big on appearance, but he knew that Nicolette was definitely not happy to be here. She did not agree to this, and swore up and down what Kalif was doing was wrong. However he rarely did anything wrong in his mind, and he figured that he would be proving Nicolette wrong sooner than later. Since she was not talking to him, for ages, he had to plan the damn cruise. He hated the ocean, boats and people, but it was something she wanted for years now. It was warm outside on the deck, where Kalif and the parents agreed to meet once settling into their rooms. He could see the family approaching in the distance. After writing to them, and meeting up with them previously, Kalif could recognize them at this point. He could see their son too. He certainly looked old enough for Kailie. He had forgotten the age of the boy as well. As long as he was Kailie's age, or slightly older, Kalif did not care. He did want this to go through swimmingly, so he waited for them to arrive, and then his daughter to see what she would have to live with for the rest of her life.
The whole arrangement was not official by the standards of the Zhefarovich family, but both parents agreed, and it was good enough for Kalif. The boy was also approved by Lydia, since she was crazy over the Dragonov family, claiming that they produced very handsome boys. Kalif was not very big on appearance, but he knew that Nicolette was definitely not happy to be here. She did not agree to this, and swore up and down what Kalif was doing was wrong. However he rarely did anything wrong in his mind, and he figured that he would be proving Nicolette wrong sooner than later. Since she was not talking to him, for ages, he had to plan the damn cruise. He hated the ocean, boats and people, but it was something she wanted for years now. It was warm outside on the deck, where Kalif and the parents agreed to meet once settling into their rooms. He could see the family approaching in the distance. After writing to them, and meeting up with them previously, Kalif could recognize them at this point. He could see their son too. He certainly looked old enough for Kailie. He had forgotten the age of the boy as well. As long as he was Kailie's age, or slightly older, Kalif did not care. He did want this to go through swimmingly, so he waited for them to arrive, and then his daughter to see what she would have to live with for the rest of her life.