A tall, striking woman emerged, her blonde hair fluttering in the wind and she was wearing a sexy cloth, revealing her deep cleavage.
Her heels clicked against the lowered ramp as she descended with elegance, and with a wide smile, she spread her arms out dramatically.
"Darlingggggg~~~!"
Looking at the woman, Brandon smiled dryly "Florence…?"
Dhayun blinked rapidly and her jaw tightened as she glanced from Brandon to the dazzling woman before them 'The matriarch of Bleaufort house?'
"MOM?" Eira's eyes widened, while Yverine raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Florence's smile brightened even further at his dry tone.
She swayed a little as she walked toward him.
But before she got too close, she turned her head slightly, lifting her hand elegantly toward the cockpit.
"You can leave," she said to the pilot inside.
The woman in uniform at the controls gave a crisp nod "Yes, Lady Florence."
Florence flipped her hair back with one hand as she walked toward Brandon.
