Jasmine looked up at the painting in awe. Such a beautiful woman existed? She had thought that the models that graced the runways were the most beautiful women she could ever see, but after seeing an actual goddess, they all paled in comparison. She now understood why Dairon was so otherworldly handsome. He had inherited most of his features from his mother.
"Does she live in this realm?" She asked, knowing that if such a beauty appeared in the human world, everyone would know about her.
"No. She lives in the enchanted circle with my grandparents." Dairon then pointed at another painting, which looked like a kingdom under water. In the next painting, a couple played in front of a pillar, and she thought they were Alaya's or Dairon's siblings until she learned that they were his grandparents—Dylan and Nila. Didn't gods ever grow old?! They all looked about the same age!
