Staircase to Harmony
"Why are you taking the risk of sheltering us here?"
In the Commander's Pagoda, fifth floor, a stretch of verdant hills and running rivers surrounded an opulent palace complex. In the palace, through the halls, three women of unparalleled beauty walked side by side.
Leading the group was Emily in her white garments, silky blonde hair, and a silver mask covering her face.
The one who spoke was a woman of an excellent figure clad in a black dress, her black hair long and flowing down to her calves, plumes of black flames in the shape of harmless lotus flowers detached from her strands and melted into the ambiance with each of her steps.
Next to her was a woman of pale white skin, crimson phoenix eyes, and a hair that interweaved pitch-black and snow-white stands even as it flowed to her waist.