Silphie had an ethereal, delicate beauty, like a serene winter morning, soft and enchanting. Lydia, on the other hand, possessed a striking allure, with sharp features and a commanding presence reminiscent of a runway model.
Even Cedrick, known for his aloof demeanor, and seen all the beauties out there, couldn't deny that they ranked among the top beauties he had ever seen, second only to the famous Seraphina of the Wingless Valkyries.
"Who would have thought that Horizon, and a group of nameless players in a no-name guild, would have two such stunning beauties among their ranks?"
Trisha noticed Cedrick's lingering stare and felt a sudden, unfamiliar pang in her chest—jealousy. She knew she couldn't compete with Silphie's gentle elegance or Lydia's bold, captivating charm. Though she carried a refined, innocent beauty of her own, standing next to these two made her feel . . . overshadowed.
