The unusual and imposing guest, amid the profound surprise and tense silence of everyone present in the hall, took a calm step forward.
Completely ignoring the number of powerful entities around her, she raised both hands with flawless grace and adjusted a beautiful hairclip in her black and white hair.
Then she adjusted another one. Both hairclips were placed on the left side of her head and had the delicate shape of silver wings.
"What exactly is the meaning of this, Ivis? Your mission was supposed to be finishing off that lizard, not taking her out for a stroll to the castle," Helen said from her defensive posture, tightening her grip on her sword.
"Lizard... my, what deplorable manners humans have these days," the white-winged dragoness murmured, rolling her heterochromatic eyes with evident annoyance.
