As Ave was about to deliver a kick to Catherine to teach her a lesson, she heard a soft voice speak, "What's going on here?"
Ave paused mid-motion, her leg halfway in the air, ready to send a flying kick to the maid's face. She turned toward the voice and was momentarily stunned by the sight of the beautiful woman who had spoken. If a fairy were to take human form, Ave thought, this young woman would be the closest resemblance.
Her hair was as black as the night, her skin as fair as milk, and her eyes the deepest shade of gray Ave had ever seen. With a heart-shaped face that seemed tailor-made for the screen, Ave couldn't help but stare longer than she intended, awestruck.
