Bella was tall and slender, dressed in a cold, ethereal combat gown of icy white and dark blue. Her pale gray hair made her skin seem whiter than snow.
The folded wings behind her still carried a faint chill. Beautiful, distant, powerful—she exuded an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.
From head to toe, every part of her was dazzling.
Especially when she stood quietly at Xiling's side, never more than half a step away, her posture intimate yet natural. A powerful sense of crisis instantly surged up within Na'er.
She unconsciously stopped, her small body tensing slightly. Her large eyes blinked as she scrutinized Bella, filled with confusion, vigilance, and a faint, barely noticeable jealousy.
"Brother, who is she?"
At the sound of her voice, Bella's icy blue eyes shifted slightly and settled on the silver-haired girl who had suddenly appeared.
As Xiling's bonded guardian beast, she instinctively assessed everything that approached Her Majesty. If there truly was danger, she would eliminate it at once.
In her world, aside from Xiling, nothing else in existence mattered.
Seeing Na'er's cautious, secretly jealous little expression, Xiling helplessly raised a hand to rub his brow, just about to explain.
But Bella moved first.
She seemed to sense something from Na'er. Taking half a step forward, she remained obediently at Xiling's side as her cold voice rang out, calm and utterly serious:
"I am Bella."
"I serve and protect Her Majesty."
That single sentence hit the landmine perfectly.
Xiling: "..."
He fell completely silent.
Great. Now there was no way to explain this.
Sure enough, the moment she heard that, Na'er's pupils contracted sharply. The confusion on her little face instantly turned into overwhelming shock, followed immediately by jealousy shooting through the roof!
Serve?!
Her Majesty?!
This pretty sister served Brother?