"Welcome." the woman greeted Mireille and the others as they entered the room. Her lips curved into a gentle smile as she stared at them with those pristine emerald eyes.
Mireille stood frozen in place, for a moment the woman before them overlapped with the figure she saw in her dream, making her almost mistaken her for her mother.
The woman tilted her head when she saw they weren't moving. "Come, have a seat. It's been a long journey."
Lloyd and the others snapped out of their daze, only to see that their two guide elves—Ryven and Caelis, were already seated.
