Bab 392: They have one thing common

"You look just like Alysia, you know," Eli muttered softly as he gently tugged the strands of silver hair behind Morgan's delicate elven ears, his fingers brushing against her skin with a feather-light touch.

"Hmph, it's not just that I look like her... She resembles me, son-in-law!" Morgan retorted with a mixture of annoyance and amusement dancing in her eyes.

As much as she adored Alysia, there was pride in Morgan's heart when it came to her own unique beauty. She was the original, the archetype from which her daughter inherited her striking features. It was a subtle point of contention, one that she couldn't help but feel defensive about when compared to the younger generation.

"Hmm..." Eli couldn't help but wear a wry smile as he studied Morgan's face anew, a twinkle of mischief playing in his eyes. There was an undeniable allure to her, an inexplicable pull that drew him in like a moth to a flame.