As the trio made their way through the grand hall, they spotted Leona at the center of attention, surrounded by a group of handsome priests and monks from the nearby temple. Their robes, though modest, were pristine and well-fitted, giving them an air of reverence and charm. Each one seemed eager to win a moment of Leona's attention, their polite smiles and subtle compliments adding to the lively atmosphere.
"Looks like your cousin is the belle of the ball," Kael said, nudging Lucian with a grin. "I mean, I can't blame them. She's glowing like a goddess."
Lucian rolled his eyes, but a smirk tugged at his lips. "Leona always attracts attention wherever she goes. She has that innocent charm people are drawn to. It's harmless."
Aeliana tilted her head, observing the scene with curiosity. "Harmless, maybe, but they're practically falling over themselves to ask her for a dance. She's got them wrapped around her finger without even trying."
