"Master, I did it!"
At that moment, she lifted her head and spoke slowly. Her face—mature, regal, breathtaking—was like a flower in full bloom. For a second, it felt like the whole world dimmed around Ethan.
Instinctively, Ethan reached out to pat her on the shoulder… or maybe her forehead. But he froze mid-motion—he suddenly realized… he was too short now. He couldn't reach!
The tall, elegant woman—so poised and powerful—pressed her lips together in a faint smile.
Then, without hesitation, she lowered her head…
And knelt before Ethan.
"Master, I am Seraphina."
Right then, Ethan could just barely reach her shoulder. His eyes lit up, and with a warm smile, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.
"Seraphina, congratulations. I'm proud of you—truly."
"And I'm proud to serve you, my honored Master," Seraphina replied, her voice trembling slightly, eyes misting over with emotion.
She hugged him back tightly, her body quivering just a little.
