Noah looked at the beautiful girl sitting upright on the luxurious bed.
For a moment, she reminded him of a princess who had just awakened from a peaceful slumber.
Her long, golden-blonde hair flowed over her shoulders like a waterfall, shimmering beneath the morning sunlight filtering through the window. The soft light further enhanced her already beautiful appearance.
And then there were those unique pink eyes. They were bright, gentle, and almost impossible to look away from.
Her fair, flawless skin was complemented by the simple white robe provided by the elves.
'Now that I think about it... daughters of dukes are practically princesses, aren't they?'
A faint smile appeared on his face.
'So, she's a princess... and a future Saintess. Hehe.'
Noah remained silent, simply observing her.
Meanwhile, Lyria noticed his prolonged gaze. A faint rosy shade appeared on her cheeks as she nervously touched a few strands of her hair.
"I... need to freshen up."
