Chapter 479 – Blanche, White Phoenix
Marigold sat comfortably on a white flaming chair, her golden eyes resting on the stunning woman sitting across the table.
The realm she found herself in was nothing but a hissing, puffing, and crackling immaculate white fire from all sides.
The table and the chairs ringed around it were put on the back of a sculpture shaped like a screeching Phoenix, its eyes holding too much intelligence to just be nothing but an inanimate object.
"Marigold of LightTorcheur," the woman sitting across from Marigold scowled, eyes dripping like a pool of pale water, "Your visit was not, let's say, truly expected."
Idalia Marigold's lips curled upward, a smile creeping along the edge of her lips. She watched the woman, named Blanche, the White Phoenix of the Phoenix's family.
Everything of her was white, going from her skin, hair, eyebrows, and even her tongue. It was eerie, yet strangely beautiful.
She looked like a doll made to be pampered.
