"Your scars are still there," Orion asked, looking at Whisperwing, whose attire revealed her scarred body, which looked the same as before.
Whisperwing nodded. "I decided to keep them. Didn't you say I was more beautiful this way? I think I've gotten comfortable with looking like this. It wouldn't hurt to continue," she said, glancing at her sisters, who had gathered around them once more with a smirk.
Orion nodded and shifted the conversation, wanting to find out how they felt after their ascension.
At the side, General Reynold couldn't help but raise a brow at the unfolding scene. If Orion were a normal divine being, he would have advised him to limit his growing household to avoid distractions that might hinder the realm's growth.
