As Astaroth felt the hand upon his head, he looked up. His eyes were met with a beautiful face of black skin.
The face belonged to a fair woman, decked in a semi-transparent gown, adorned by the constellations of the night sky.
Her eyes were black as night, the same as her skin, and her pupils resembled lunar eclipses, glowing in delicate light.
Her appearance fascinated Astaroth. She appeared ethereal with hair in pink and purple tints, flowing around her head, and down to her hips, as a nebula in the depths of space.
Everyone in the audience chamber knelt when she appeared.
"Greetings! Lady Anulo!" Everyone saluted simultaneously.
Realizing who was before him, Astaroth also dropped to a knee. The spirit of the kingdom had answered his pleas!
"Stand up, young Astaroth." Alantha said, her voice sounding like a melody.
"You… You know my name?" Astaroth stammered, getting back to his feet.
