SPLASH~
Hot water gushed from the showerhead, soaking Roxia completely. The water droplets slid across her skin, outlining her captivating figure and making it even more alluring.
Her waist-length hair clung to her skin under the flow of water, like a golden waterfall tracing her perfect figure. A thin haze of steam and mist wove around her, making her look like a Fairy from the clouds, a temptress in the fog.
Next, Roxia carefully lathered herself with body wash, cleansing every inch of her skin and completely washing away her sweat.
When the warm water had flushed her skin a faint crimson, she gently turned off the faucet and murmured, "How convenient..."
Afterward, she walked to the mirror. Roxia gazed at her reflection; the proud, pale mounds of her chest were a clear sign that she was no longer a little girl.
Additionally, her features were growing to resemble Rosaline's more and more, so much so that some of the old Knights in the clan often mistook one for the other.
