The graceful woman, swathed in an air of elegance, accepted the invitation and glided into the interior of the dwelling, her perceptive gaze swiftly adjusting to the subdued light within.
It didn't take her long to discern the figure of a man within the confines of the home.
Contrary to being alone, he was accompanied by a visibly pregnant mortal woman, her presence exuding a poignant blend of ethereal beauty and the imminent miracle of motherhood.
As the newcomer's astute eyes scanned the scene, she silently confirmed the identity of the expectant woman, whispering within her own thoughts, "Willow Thornehill."
Despite this being her first encounter with Willow, her knowledge and understanding of the intricate interplay of power dynamics and relationships within this village were comprehensive.