The night of the auction day was immersed in a sublime silence, punctuated only by the soft glow of the moonlight, creating an atmosphere of extraordinary peace.
A beautiful woman, with long black hair like the starry night, wore a long red dress as vibrant as a cut ruby. Her face, a work of art, had the perfection of rose petals, as stunning as a fresh spring dawn. The cold indifference she displayed towards everything and everyone contrasted with the delicate elegance of her features, making her shine even brighter. This contrast revealed an incomparable glamour and beauty as if she were a magnificent emerald amongst common stones.
"Flavia, please wait! I'm being sincere... I love you..."
The man's words echoed in the air, trying to reach Flavia, Ariel's aunt, who received them with an impatient and contemptuous look as she glanced at the man.