Dyon walked to where Ri and Madeleine sat. They looked like a pair of goddess-like queens, and the smiles on their faces were so radiant that Dyon's heart couldn't help but quicken.
The male youths in the banquet hall could only imagine just what had revitalized Dyon like this, but with the absence of the third beauty, the jealousy ran rampant in their imaginations.
Before, Dyon had been sure that the most beautiful woman he had ever seen was Nora. But, somehow, in these two years, Clara, Ri and Madeleine had matured into women that could look down on anyone. It was only now that everyone realized that the six beauties of three years ago were all women deep into their 20s while the only still in their teens had been Ri and Madeleine.
Dyon took a single knee and gently took both of their hands, seemingly not noticing the eyes aimed toward them in the room.
"You seem to be doing much better." Ri said with a knowing look in her eyes.
