Without further ado, Val trailed behind Reignarld as they descended from the terrace towards the grand chamber, his expression a tranquil mask.
As he made his way in, Val surveyed the gathered guests with a gaze of scrutiny before finally resting his gaze on his fiancee, Adelina Kendrick.
He had to say Adelina was undeniably a vision of ethereal beauty.
She was a living masterpiece that would make artists weep in despair. It was impossible to draw her on a piece of paper.
Her face was a perfect blend of symmetry and grace, with sparkling snowy white eyes and rosy lips that were perfectly sculpted into the shape of a cherry.
Her figure seemed to be the creation of a divine as it was generously sculpted and adorned with curves so alluring that it would light the fire of lust in the coldest of hearts.
