For multiple monts, Aeric's gaze couldn't peel away from them. Even though he had just called them both baddies, he had to admit more honestly that they were strikingly beautiful.
They both bore the hallmarks of the Dawn family: radiant golden hair that fell in soft waves around their shoulders, flawless skin kissed with a natural glow, and eyes that sparkled with cerulean and the color of the sure.
Freida was the one with bigger thighs. She wore a gown of muted gold, having intricate embroidery that caught the light with every step she took.
She had a shiny gold jewelry on her forehead, and her eyes were a bit more green than blue. Even though she moved gracefully, there was a playful mischief in her smile. Her dress gave away no cleavage, but the outline of her perky breasts were not subtle.
Marlyene, on the other hand, gave away a lot of cleavage. Her clothes were a rich amber-yellow gown accented with earthy brown tones, and a shiny gold jewelry that sleeved her entire right arm like a shoulder pad.
She appeared quieter, but her breasts, which were almost as large as her sister's, Aurora, and her large ass that he could even see from the front, hinted at a lively and mischievous personality beneath the surface.
Freida approached first, her voice warm and lodic. "Well, well, who is this handso gentleman? You must be Aeric of Starlight." She extended her hand, palm up, like she was expecting a kiss.
Aeric, being the gentleman, inclined his head and took her hand lightly. "An honor to et you, Lady Freida."
"Oh, he's polite too," Freida said with a sly grin, her gaze sweeping over him. "And such a fine jawline. Tell , Aeric, are all n from Starlight this dashing?"
Before he could respond, Marlyene chid in, her tone teasing but no less friendly. "I doubt it, sister. I imagine he's one of a kind." She gave Aeric an appraising look before offering her hand as well. "Lady Marlyene, at your service."
Aeric gave her the sa courteous treatnt, trying his best not to stare at her breasts which were yelling at him to stare. At the sa ti, he noticed the faint blush rising to Celestia's cheeks as she stood off to the side.
"Aunt Marlyene," Celestia interrupted, her voice slightly sharp, "Aeric didn't co here to be interrogated."
"Oh, Celestia, don't be so uptight," Freida said with a laugh. "We're just getting to know him. Isn't that right, Aeric?"
Aeric offered a diplomatic smile. "Of course. It's a pleasure to et all of Celestia's family."
Mother Aurora, sitting elegantly on the couch, leaned forward. "Freida, Marlyene, don't overwhelm the poor boy. He's our guest, after all." She turned her attention back to Aeric, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"Since you won't accept my offer of wine—"
"You offered him wine, Aurora?" Frieda gasped playfully.
"Oh my, you would have gotten the young boy intoxicated," Marlyene placed her palm on her lips and giggled. "What would you have done with them, Aurora?"
"Stop it, sisters!" Aurora shunned them. "Let's not make Aeric uncomfortable. Now can soone get him so strawberry juice then? You wouldn't mind that would you, Aeric?"
Aeric tried to speak, but it seed no one was letting him.
"Mother!" Celestia interrupted hastily, her voice rising in pitch. "Aeric can't stay here the whole day. We don't have much ti. We want to talk. Alone."
Aurora downturned her lips, appearing disappointed. "Oh, Estia. You spend all day with him at the Institution. Co now, let your mother share your friend for a little while longer. At least for today."
Celestia's face turned a deeper shade of red. "Mom, no!" she said firmly, grabbing Aeric by the wrist. "We'll be back later."
Aeric barely managed a wave as Celestia tugged him away, Freida and Marlyene chuckling softly at their retreat. "Goodbye, Aeric!" Marlyene called, a note of amusent in her voice.
Aeric blushed, seeing her give him a wink.
Celestia led him briskly through the winding halls of the castle.
Here, the walls were lined with ornate tapestries and paintings of Mother Aurora herself. The ground that his legs scraped through as she pulled him were made of tiles and marble.
Despite her hurried pace, Aeric couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the decor.
Soon, they rounded a corner. Aeric saw a door ahead of them open, and from it, a tall, striking woman stepped out.
Klink! Klink! Klink!
Her footsteps sang on the tiled floor as she seemingly approached them. She had the sa golden hair and radiant features as the rest of the family, but her presence was entirely different.
She wore a form-fitting set of armor-like clothing, having the customary colors of deep yellow trimd with shining gold, giving her an appearance that even though was intimidating, was still regal.
She had a bold and commanding posture, her amber eyes scanning the hallway briefly before locking onto Aeric.
Soon she was close enough to them, but she seed to just be passing by.
"Hey, Daphne," Celestia greeted casually, clearly unbothered by her older sister's imposing presence. She tugged at Aeric's arm, still pulling him towards where she was taking him.
Daphne's eyes stayed at Aeric's face for a while, her expression unreadable, before she turned and strode down the hallway without a word.
In slow motion, Aeric felt a strange mix of awe and unease. That was Daphne of Dawn. Celestia's elder sister. The First Daughter of Dawn.
He'd never even seen her in the Royal Institution, even though other high ranked Daughters were there as well. He quickly activated a Profile scan and her Profile appeared in his vision.
[Player Profile: Daphne of Dawn]
[Title: First Daughter of Aurora]
[Region: Dawn]
[Class: Deathstar]
[Level: Grandmaster]
[Rank: Platinum]
'Wow,' Aeric's thoughts exclaid. 'She's a Deathstar. That's a powerful offensive class, renowned for its devastating attacks and near-unparalleled combat prowess with the use of the Sun's energy.'
He barely had ti to process this information before Celestia pulled him forward again.
"Co on!" she hissed, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Follow ."
He glanced back over his shoulder, catching one last glimpse of Daphne before she disappeared around a corner.
They climbed the spiral staircase and entered a long hallway lined with doors. Passing ira's room door which she had run into earlier, Celestia led him to the far end.
Then, she pushed open a door with purpose, and pulled him inside.
Aeric blinked, surprisingly finding himself inside the walls of a fine bedroom slling of lavender.
He heard Celestia close the door behind them and locked it with a soft click. When he turned to her, he saw her leaning back against the door, with her arms behind her and her cheeks still slightly flushed.
"Finally, we're alone," she said with a dramatic sigh of relief.
Aeric raised a questioning eyebrow.
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