133: Lady Fiona

The alluring figure's countenance was akin to that of an angel's, with small, cherry-red lips, a cute nose, and large, captivating eyes that reflected the azure beauty of the vast ocean on a clear day. Her porcelain skin was flawless, without a single blemish in sight. Her hair, a beautiful shade of blue resembling the sky at dusk, flowed down her back in voluminous waves, reaching all the way down to her ankles. She seemed like a female siren that could hypnotize men and women alike into serving her.

Despite her modest attire, consisting of blue trousers, tunic, and scarf - traditional clothing for women of the Imperial Frost clan - her curvaceous figure was impossible to ignore. Her voluptuous body left everyone spellbound, and it felt like the eye of every person in the world was fixated on her.

A collective gulp echoed through the space as the spectators took in her magnificence.

"I have heard about kingdom toppling beauties, but now I have seen it."