Like some kind of entrance the circular waters opened wide introducing to him a party of five individuals, they flew to where he was before four of them bowed to him.
"Welcome to our humble Atlantis Kingdom, we're delightful for this visit from your honorable self..." They said in unison, but Petne was too preoccupied to reply to them. His attention had been robbed by the fifth individual who hadn't done or said anything, from her dress he could tell she was of a noble upbringing.
A woman with beautiful silver hair that was streaming in the air in a very orderly way for some reason, white skin, a beautiful face, green eyes, she put on a dress that looked as if it was made from scales, it was so beautiful that Petne couldn't bring himself to infer how beautiful they were on their owner before they crafted into a mixed green and blue scaled tight dress she was wearing.
