With a graceful motion, Jacqueline rose from her seat, signalling for Jaegar to follow her. He fell in step behind her, his eyes inadvertently drawn to her graceful form.
Jacqueline was a striking presence, tall and possessing the curves that defined her femininity. Her beauty was undeniable, with a floral gown that cascaded elegantly down her legs and a corset that accentuated her waist. She maintained a conservative style, showing only a hint of skin and covering up to her neck. Her light blonde hair swayed with each step, a visual symphony accompanying her movements.
As they traversed the grand hallways of the palace, Jacqueline attempted to strike up a conversation.
"You seem rather hostile towards me," she observed, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"Is there a particular reason for your animosity?"
