That voice was so angelic, Aila thought she might collapse from how sweet-sounding it was. Aila's body felt calm in her presence as though nothing in the world could hurt her. She kept her head bowed, not daring to look her in the eye, and she could tell from her aura alone of who she could be.
The woman giggled, the sound so beautiful, it made Aila blush. "You may lift your head, Aila Cross. I am Selene, Queen of night. Unfortunately, I can only speak to you briefly; my powers cannot hold off hypothermia from your body for too long."
Aila lifted her head and squinted at the Moon Goddess' dazzling light. She was such an ethereal being that it was impossible to look at her face directly. But from what she had seen, she was incredibly beautiful; it seemed like an insult to use such a basic word to describe her loveliness.
