Aqualina was dressed in a breathtaking purple gown, a single-laced masterpiece that draped elegantly over her form, accentuating her grace and beauty.
The delicate fabric shimmered in the low light, embroidered with intricate golden threads that seemed to glow, radiating a sense of royalty and power.
As she adjusted her glossy purple hair, letting it fall effortlessly down her back, she looked at Aether with an almost teasing smile, her voice soft yet filled with expectation, "How is it?" she asked, her eyes searching his face, hoping for a reaction as she tugged at her hair with practised elegance.
Aether's gaze lingered on her, his eyes widening slightly.... He didn't answer right away, as if words had temporarily failed him. After a long pause, he finally muttered, almost under his breath, "Beautiful..."
[+10000 AP]