I was walking in the crowded streets of the Elsiyara capital, under the gazes of both men and women.
On my right was a fit, petite woman with a medium chest that was hardly noticeable because of her dark red heresy uniform. She had short black hair that reached to her shoulder and blue eyes under her dropped eyes. She was looking directly in front of her with a cold expression with her arm linked to mine. Though calling cold would be wrong as there was no particular expression on her beautiful face.
On my left side was a woman that wasn't fit but not plump either, she was in the middle of both. She had a bigger chest than the petite woman and her casual clothes weren't even hiding it, but it wasn't bigger than the bishop of Ilelia. She had blonde hair that reached the middle of her back and deep blue eyes that were staring at me without blinking. She was a great beauty and it would be better if she didn't have dozens of strange traits.
