C458 An Old Friend

"Come in," called a voice from within, a blend of languid charm and tender warmth.

With a soft creak, the servant pushed the door open and entered.

Inside, a stunningly beautiful woman reclined on the sofa, her delicate, boneless hands cradling a wine glass that glowed with an azure light. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be sprinkled with tiny stars.

The woman's beauty was unparalleled