"Hmmm..."
Under the pale moonlight, a woman perched gracefully atop the sloping roof of a grand building, with her legs crossed in a casual manner.
A faint smirk tugged at her lips as she raised a delicate crystal wine cup, letting the cold breeze brush against her skin.
Elvoria Di Gardia's crimson eyes crescented "Heh, who expected Velnorah's cherished Vryienne to be the Heaven sent child... Zhao Tian."
She tapped a finger against the edge of her cup, lips curling into a sly grin. "I can still smell it... the blood that clings to him. The very same blood I tasted from Velnorah on that day."
Her grin widened, revealing a hint of her sharp teeth "Your man... will be mine."
The thought of Velnorah's anguish, her heartbreak, her utter despair... It was a music that Elvoria longed to orchestrate once more.
