After gaining her balance on the firm ground, Alicia moved with elegant grace, adjusting the delicate folds of her dress.
The material flowed about her in a way reminiscent of velvet waves, demonstrating her poise. Her gaze, once fixed on the ground, lifted with a certain regality, only to meet the curious stare of the mysterious man.
In the softly lighted hallway, his captivating ruby eyes seemed to sparkle with a quiet curiosity. His features glowed with shadows and light, casting a mysterious atmosphere that briefly enthralled Alicia with the intensity of his stare.
Her mind raced with a brief internal conversation. For what reason was he waiting? Was it expected of her to say something? The realization struck her, prompting a quick bow as a gesture of acknowledgment and humility.
"Pardon my manners," she murmured, her voice carrying a subtle note of embarrassment. "Thank you," she added, and she saw him nod in response, a faint smile gracing his lips.
