There is a girl disrupting morals around here.
It has been about a week since she has come here. The newcomer goes by the name Arielle. Her hair is of light pink color and exudes and image of softness and an airy feeling. Her eyes resemble that of pale blue topaz gemstones, her lips contain a naturally cherry blossom tint, and her skin is white and gentle like snow.
There is probably no woman more beautiful than this woman in Arundel or even this country. I suppose it is not an exaggeration to say that even the princess of this country would fall prey to her looks.
If she was only beautiful, there would be less problems.
Alongside her beautiful looks, she had what would be considered a sensuality unbefitting of her age.
"Ow... a paper cut," she said as she accidentally pricked her
