The next day, all of Amazon Lily celebrated. For both Hancock and the island, it was a momentous occasion.
At Kuja Castle, people had gathered long before dawn. The morning mist had yet to lift, but the streets were already empty as a sea of islanders crowded around the castle.
The atmosphere was louder than ever, with lanterns and banners everywhere. As the crowd waited impatiently, the minutes ticked by. At last, when the sun reached its zenith, drums and music rang out, and Hancock emerged from the palace with her two younger sisters at her side.
Though every islander was a woman, they were all stunned by Hancock's breathtaking beauty.
Hancock's beauty surpassed that of any other woman!
Her long hair was styled with the sidelocks of a noblewoman, the rest cascading down her back like a waterfall. As she walked lightly forward, it swayed with every step, holding every islander spellbound.
Hancock possessed the classic beauty of an Eastern woman: alluring, graceful, and utterly without equal.
Her long lashes lent her a touch of sweetness and intoxicating charm, while her gaze carried an arrogance that looked down on all beneath her.
Hancock's eyes had a distinctive, elongated shape, with a softer curve along the lower lids.
Those long lashes and narrow eyes, paired with enchanting blue irises, made the Empress's gaze unlike any other. Anyone who looked into her eyes would find their soul captured against their will, until they willingly submitted to her every command.
Hancock's forehead was slightly broad, with her bangs parted down the middle, lending her an air of nobility that invited awe. Her nose was elegant and straight, neither too high nor too slight, its proportions just right.
Her soft red lips were neither so full as to seem overly sensual nor so