8 - So... do you like Ginevra?

«Do you plan to stay there dazed all evening? So, Lyon, tell me—what do you think? Isn't she just a delicious little morsel now?»

Ayra asks me with overwhelming enthusiasm, right after returning from the long day of relaxation with Ginevra.

I freeze, breathless, at the sight of Ginevra. She is… beautiful. Not that she wasn't before, to be clear. But now—completely restored and properly made-up—she's truly on another level. Her splendid blue eyes are enhanced by light yet precise makeup that makes them stand out even more, and her brown hair—just yesterday dry and frayed—is now smooth, tidy, and radiant. And her face… wow. According to Ayra, the scars left by her mistress's jealousy were completely removed by a special cream with almost miraculous properties, instantly healing any abrasion without leaving a trace.

«Lyon, say something, come on!» Ayra insists, clearly annoyed by my prolonged and silent contemplation.