Her jet-black waist-length hair was piled high, with a few stray strands covering her exceptionally beautiful ice-blue eyes. Despite the coldness and disdain in her eyes, it did not diminish her beauty. Her long, slightly curled eyelashes were like a butterfly resting on them, and her nose was just right. Her rosy lips were tightly pursed, like freshly picked rose petals.
Her demeanor was cold and proud, with no hint of emotion, living up to her title of "Cold Edge and Cold Plum". Like a deep valley orchid or a proud plum in the snow, she could only be admired from a distance.
"Not very pretty, huh, tsk tsk..."
Eric teased as he pinched Lomelia's cheeks, not expecting her to react like an angry lioness and try to bite him.
"Oh, you have quite the temper! Looks like you still need some discipline."
Luckily, Eric dodged in time to avoid being bitten by Lomelia, but her action deeply angered him.