Within the Secret Realm, behind several layers of concealment and obfuscation formations, a slender figure sat with their long, exposed legs crossed. It was a woman. And not just any ordinary woman.
She was exactly nine feet tall, had pale skin that glistened with a healthy, alluring sheen, accentuated by a head full of wild braided hair with two long strands that exquisitely framed her narrow chin. She appeared young, barely twenty in terms of her youthful exuberance, yet one could tell that time was not able to define her appearance.
Her slender build allowed her perky, full, and round twin peaks to dominate the gaze, especially as she wore a white and peach-colored robe that exposed her shoulders and cleavage in full without any discretion. She exuded an innate elegance that betrayed nobility, but also an air of great freedom and spirit. A woman who could draw in one's soul and claim it with a single gaze.
