Diana looked just as beautiful and pure as ever, wearing a graceful white dress and having an air of respect and reverence around her. Her expression was serene and her skin looked like milk.
Vritra rubbed his eye and gestured for her to enter, then he pulled a chair for her and went to wash his face. After coming out of the bathroom, he took a seat in front of her and asked, "So what is it?"
Diana faintly glanced into the room—it was perfectly clean and well-organized. On the bed, Vanessa was still asleep. She didn't think too much about it and focused her gaze on Vritra.
"I heard a news and I thought you would be interested in it so I came here to tell you," Diana spoke, her voice still containing that high and authoritative tone, but she seemed much more tamed.
"You came yourself? You could have sent someone from those followers of yours to deliver this news. Do you have something to ask?" Vritra asked, though he already had an idea what she was about to ask.
