Leon smiled as he cupped his hands and bowed his head slightly toward her.
"Thank you for the welcome, Zelda," he said softly.
At the same time, his gaze lifted, subtly tracing Zelda's figure from head to toe.
Zelda was, admittedly, even more beautiful than the painting Elina had brought.
Her face was striking—almost flawless. Her eyes were a vivid green, and her long, slightly wavy hair, the same shade as her eyes, framed her features perfectly.
A gentle smile played on her lips—one capable of enchanting anyone.
She wore a white gown adorned with green lace around the neckline, wrists, chest, and waist.
The combination suited her perfectly, enhancing her graceful and serene presence.
She wasn't particularly tall—in fact, one could say she was on the shorter side. Standing beside Elina, the height difference was only about a head.
Zelda appeared to be around 1.58 to 1.6 meters tall.
