In a reception room prepared for esteemed guests, a woman waited.
Silver hair flowed like liquid moonlight over her shoulders, a stark contrast to her brilliantly red eyes.
She was a woman of arresting beauty. Dressed in the simple garb of a priestess, she radiated a palpable holiness that could compel a man to his knees.
Her only flaw, if it could be called one, was a doll-like face, utterly devoid of expression.
She looked less like a