"Wow! Excellent!"
"Heavenly!"
Clap, Clap!
The spectators broke into warm applause, clearly impressed by their dance skills.
One moved with the flexibility and grace of a Phoenix, while the other exuded the domineering strength of a Dragon.
Bella smiled at Aengus with love in her eyes.
"You mastered it so quickly just by watching, hubby. I'm impressed. We should do this more often!" she said, preparing to leave the stage.
"Sure!"
Aengus replied, then shifted his gaze to an unexpected newcomer among the spectators.
He confidently strode forward, unconcerned about the other party.
As Bella and Aengus gathered together with their guides, a sudden buzz of surprise and excited murmurs rippled through the crowd, followed by screams of recognition.
"Sky Phoenix Queen!"
"It's the Sky Phoenix Queen! Greetings, my lady!"
"May your beauty be eternal!"
"Good day, Lady Chrystia!"
The atmosphere turned heated as everyone in the audience respectfully greeted the majestic figure who had suddenly appeared.
Aengus recognised her instantly. She was the Sky Phoenix Queen whom he met at that time around the incident in Dwarvania.
Chrystia, the Sky Phoenix Queen, stood tall with an aura of unmatched regality. Her fiery hair cascaded down her shoulders like a river of flames, and her golden robes shimmered with an otherworldly glow, accentuating the delicate yet commanding features of her face.
Her vibrant, piercing eyes, which mirrored the intensity of the phoenix flame, swept over the crowd before locking onto Bella and Aengus.
The Sky Phoenix Queen's lips curled into a mischievous smile as her gaze locked with Aengus's, her regal presence commanding attention.
She began to approach Aengus's group, her steps graceful yet deliberate, causing Bella to furrow her brows in suspicion.
"Now, why is this woman coming here? She looks strong!" Bella muttered softly to Aengus, her tone carrying a hint of wariness.
"And who is this? Your Partner?" Chrystia asked, finding the bloodline resonance very familiar somehow.
Sky Phoenix Queen, only then glancing at Bella's face, and was immediately stunned.
"What?"
Chrystia immediately became stunned seeing Bella's shimmering purple eyes and facial features resembling someone close to her.
"What's your name, little girl?" she asked, recovering slightly.
Bella furrowed her brows, visibly annoyed.
"Hey, I'm not a little girl. My name is Bella Bellfrost," she answered fiercely, locking eyes with Chrystia, her demeanor commanding equal footing.
"Bella Bellfrost?"
The name seemed to strike a chord with Chrystia, as if it resonated with some distant memory. Her gaze returned to Bella's face, and this time, recognition dawned upon her like a lightning bolt.
Her expression turned pale as if struck dumb, and she nearly stumbled backward.
"My Queen, are you all right?" her attendants asked in alarm, stepping forward to steady her.
Chrystia waved them off, her trembling hand reaching out toward Bella's face.
"Eh, what are you doing?" Bella exclaimed, swatting Chrystia's hand away with caution.
The abrupt rejection seemed to hurt Chrystia, who froze mid-motion, her gaze filled with a mixture of sadness and disbelief.
"Bella, it's me... your aunt," Chrystia said, her voice trembling. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to contain her emotions.
Bella's eyes widened in shock, but skepticism quickly clouded her face.
"What do you mean, you're my aunt? I've never seen you before," Bella retorted suspiciously, her guard rising.
Aengus, observing the unfolding drama, pieced the puzzle together. The similarities in their Phoenix bloodline now made perfect sense.
"Bella, she might really be... Let's take this somewhere private," Aengus suggested calmly, his tone carrying a sense of urgency. He was acutely aware that Bella's identity as a demon could become a dangerous revelation if overheard.
Chrystia nodded, catching on to the need for discretion. "Yes, my niece. Please, come with me. We must speak in private," she said, her voice steady but laced with a plea. It was clear to her that Bella was in disguise, likely due to her demonic origins.
Bella hesitated, glancing at Aengus, who gave her a reassuring nod. Reluctantly, she agreed.
Then the group followed Chrystia toward a more secluded area, leaving the curious crowd behind.