The white-haired girl's eyes were also stunningly beautiful. Set within the pure whites of her eyes were pupils like colored glass, which revealed a dreamlike spectrum of colors under the light.
The Pure Holy Spirit, having just awoken from her slumber, blinked her long, dark, slightly curled lashes, wordlessly watching Westheid as he waded through the water toward her.
SPLASH SPLASH SPLASH—
When the black-haired, purple-eyed Duke Qinghui arrived before the white-haired girl, she sat up and extended a slender arm. Her jade-like, slender fingers gently touched Westheid as she sighed in an incredibly pleasant and gentle voice,
"Ah, my child... you're so handsome. Though my other children are also beautiful, you are the most beautiful of all."
The Pure Holy Spirit's beautiful eyes sparkled as she rapturously observed and caressed Westheid's cheeks.
"Wait, is this really that important right now?"
