Everyone saw Myria make a turn, her long, silken white hair gently swaying in cascading waves down her back along with her movement. She was the only one who wore a veil in this room, but looking at her hand reach her veil as she untied the knot and removed it, their eyes flickered, and their hearts automatically skipped a beat.
Naturally, she looked just like Ellia.
However, her divine grace was something that couldn't be hidden. Her flowing robes, as pure as freshly fallen snow, cascaded around her like she was hugged by soft clouds.
Her eyes were deep black and mysterious as the darkest night sky, but within those pearls lay profound wisdom, and her delicate features combined with her faint smile gracing her lips mesmerized everyone in the room.
"I suppose we are one, considering I decided to tie my fate with this Bandit Emperor."
Myria voiced out as she gazed at him, her eyes turning softer.
