"…This is my family," Brandon said quietly. "The ones I left behind in the future."
"Elize, Charlotte, Florence, Ravene, Eira, Yverine, Dhayun, Naevora, Jiyeon, Seonhwa."
Rheanne's gaze lingered on each woman curiously, her expression softening with a complex mix of emotions.
"They all look so beautiful…" she murmured, almost to herself.
Her eyes stopped on one particular figure. Florence. She frowned slightly and leaned closer to the illusion, looking at her features carefully.
"…She looks like Amelia," Rheanne whispered.
Brandon nodded slowly, his hand still gently stroking her bare back "That must be Amelia's descendant... Florence Bleaufort."
Rheanne's head snapped toward him, "Eh? A Bleaufort?"
She stared at him in disbelief for a moment, processing the information.
"Wait... what… how does that work? So you are the ancestor of that Bleaufort woman?"
