All of a sudden an image came into her mind. She knew that the image came from Azazel's study.
What!?
Lich!?
A vampire can see the memories of a lich!?
She never heard about this in history!?
Was this some kind of joke nature was playing with her?!
Oh, wait… there was an instance where a person could see the memories of the dead person.
A person can become a lich only when a necromancer was dead. With the help of a witch, they would become undead beings and also will carry witchy powers.
The image in her mind glitched, and she could barely make out Azezal chanting something. And… Victoria came to him on her own. She walked as if she was in a daze but there was someone behind them. She saw a shadow.
Lenora quickly let go of his hand when she got seated. She tried her best to maintain her smile in front of everyone. She walked back to the center of the hall and stood there like a beautiful doll.
Everyone looked at Lenora in astonishment. She was wearing a floor-length golden color vintage frock. The dress has a high collar which was beautifully embellished with ornate sewn onto the front bodice which was to keep a perfect silhouette. It hugged her in the right places. One could see the shapes of her body but left plenty to the imagination not making her look seductive but elegant.
Her champagne gold color added more elegance and richness to her dress. making her look like not a person who was going to get crowned as a princess but a Queen. The combination of both made her look like an angel dropped from heaven. If her soon-to-be-husband was here… he would have carried her to her and made love to her senselessly to the point where she would have lost consciousness. Her long sleeves looked special with intricate designs. The design on her sleeves was engaged with fine and minute particles. Her dress looked like a treasure box to a designer.
Even a common man would be attracted to have her gown. And the perfect design, the minute details, the color combination, combined with her milky skin, elegance, richness, and her aura everything made it perfect. If one thinks that it was the end of the dress, then they were wrong. Just like how a meal needs a dessert to end… even her dress has an ending. Her dress has a lace finish which made one fall in love with that dress in a second.
Her hair was braided into a criss-cross bun and a small gold hat was clipped to the left side on her cerebellum.a Her red lipstick made her look mature which added further glory to her dress and herself. Her hands were adorned with velvet gloves lined with sparkling diamonds.
She wore a ring with a yellow diamond which shone brightly on her finger. Her face was coated with a layer of light make-up, her eyelids done up with gold eyeshadow. If she were to walk in the streets or in front of men… they would throw themselves at her feet. They would even agree to be her slaves just to make sure that she was with them at least in a way that they could take a look at her.
Indeed… Eudora was generous in her clothing and everything. Her pale skin was something that every vampire would die to have. But Lenora never lost her skin type even after she was turned into a vampire. She was more like a human than a vampire. Her skin was fair but not pale.
Lenora raised her head and smiled at everyone. Her smile combined with her elegance, her aura, she was almost angelic.
Zaros turned his head and shot a lazy look at his citizens. He saw both men and women ogling at her. He had a smirk that was plastered on his lips. Who was she? She's his sister. She would be beautiful. Of course, that was bound to happen.
What the hell!?
Why was he thinking about her in this way?
He was supposed to hate her. And he will do that.