Cecile had her right hand turned into a fist with a bit chunks of the Summoning Ruby Stone scattered on the floor nearby. A thin red mist escaped between her finger before she opened her palm and turned it over. The rest of the bits fell down.
The confident smirk on her face was remarkably attractive but her attractiveness paled in comparison against her meaning.
She was standing against the entire First Heaven. There was nothing in this world that could deter her gaze. Gallant and mighty, she was as strong as she was lithe. They all demeaned her husband in her presence but her heart was unyielding.
"What's the wrong Hezar?" said Cecile. "You seem so adamant that he was not going to make it, that he was eaten by those boars."
