The woman in front of Dahlia was immediately recognised as her mother, but she was also clearly different from how the girl remembered her. Unlike the Archduchess, Dahlia had never seen her mother show her seraphim blooded magic before. Where before Sabrina had seemed like a pretty but unhinged noblewoman, now she gave off the aura of something else entirely.
Where before her platinum hair and grey eyes were uncommon but relatively typical, now her hair flowed like mercury and her eyes almost glowed silver. A golden halo above her head illuminated her features and left Dahlia feeling a sense of overwhelming pressure, while the six ethereal golden wings to her back seemed to somehow eclipse everything else. Dahlia had heard of the seraphim, but experiencing one was different. It instilled reverence and fear, even without her mother being pure blooded.
