A pregnant pause stretched across the space, thick with anticipation, as Nero mulled over the proposition set before him by the ambitious woman.
His thoughts danced in the ether of choices, grappling with the weight of the decision that lay before him.
Meanwhile, the celestial maiden, sensing the gravity of the moment, gracefully raised her head to meet the gaze of the man who would soon ascend to the role of her master.
In that suspended moment, as their eyes locked in a silent exchange, she couldn't help but marvel at the striking features of his handsome countenance.
There was an undeniable magnetism about him, an intangible allure that transcended the bounds of mere mortal presence.
Though she searched for the telltale signs of divine power radiating from his form, she found none.
