Raizel's breath caught in his throat.
There was a woman, who made his heart beat faster.
She stood there like a dream sculpted from stardust, her presence commanding yet otherworldly.
Her long, flowing hair shimmered with a regal hue of violet, cascading like a silken waterfall down her back, kissed by the wind and glowing faintly in the soft twilight. Each strand seemed woven with enchantment, alive with a quiet, celestial energy.
Her eyes were like glistening pools of amethyst, held a mysterious allure, both alluring and unreadable. They were deep enough to drown in, the kind that could see through masks, perhaps even through time itself.
Adorned with a crimson forehead ornament that matched the jewel resting just above her heart, she looked like a high priestess or a goddess descended from a realm unknown.
Her lips, painted with a shade of rose too perfect to be ordinary, curved gently in an unreadable expression.
