章 560: Throne Room Chaos

Lysandra's most captivating feature was her eyes. They were an enchanting shade of deep, forest green, like the leaves of an ancient, sacred tree. Her eyes sparkled with intelligence, compassion, and a hint of mystery, drawing people in and making them feel as though they were peering into the depths of a hidden forest.

Her hair was a cascade of shimmering silver that flowed down her back in loose, natural waves. It was rumored that her hair had a silvery sheen even before she reached adulthood, a rare and mesmerizing trait among the Elves. She often wore it pinned up in elaborate, yet tasteful, Elven styles, with delicate, ornate hairpins and jeweled combs that only added to her regal presence.