Max's pupils contracted. Something felt dangerous about the woman standing before him. The way her green eyes shone from beneath the hood. The way her black hair spilled over her large breasts, barely contained by the white robe that revealed her naked cleavage...
Everything about her felt too controlled.
"Who are you?" Max demanded, his eyes taking note of her every movement. Her fingers. Her breathing. The faint curve of her lips. Even the way she stood there felt like a quiet challenge. He could almost taste her mana from where he sat, and it did not seem weaker than his.
"I'm Senuna, noble envoy of the Britana Kingdom. Sorry for the intrusion, but there were no guards around your palace, so I let myself in."
She sat down on her own at the end of the table, moving as if the room already belonged to her. Her elbows gently touched the surface as she placed her chin on her palms, looking at Max with a mysterious smile.
"You... don't seem threatened by my existence, are you?"
