Silvette.
The girl with the intriguing purple eyes stood before Ralph Butler, her hairband snapped by an invisible force, her black hair moving without any wind. From within the shadow of her bangs, the purple light flickered like flames, noble and mysterious.
As Ralph whispered, as if a magician revealing a secret, Silvette's presence grew ever stronger. She shifted from a girl to a lady, from a lady to a queen, and from a queen to an even higher being.
"I have another question…"
The transformed Silvette gazed steadily at his shadowy eyes, locking eyes with Ralph without looking away.
