As the door opened, Damien saw a silver colored pencil skirt, as the figure's feet touched the ground. Then as the curtains parted, he had a blinking expression on his face as he saw the figure's face.
'A girl?'
The girl looked about eighteen to nineteen years old and was wearing a silver draped dress with exquisite patterns that matched well with her luminous skin and made her look as radiant as a fairy. Her sapphire hair that fountained down her back like a waterfall contrasted well with her dress. But Damien's attention was lured by her her azure blue eyes which were as blue as the midwinter sky and as clear as water.
When she stepped out from the chariot and her figure completely came into view, she gave a faint smile to Damien. Seeing her smile and face, Damien felt that she seemed as beautiful and refreshing as the glimmering sea.
