“You are the absolute definition of beauty,” Argenti, struggling to breath, spoke with absolute awe in his voice. “How can you not be the incarnation of the beloved Idrila?”

Despite a rocky introduction to one another, he found himself falling for the beauty you possessed. A hand placed upon his chest, he kisses the back of your ever so gently. Smiling ever so brightly, Argenti gazed upon you with a look that could only be described as obsession.

A delicate frown of decadent roses was placed upon your head, as if he were crowning the missing Idrila. You were nothing of the such, yet the beauty he had seen in you commanded but the simple thought of being the reincarnation of the aeon themselves.

“Oh how I've finally found you, epitome of beauty.” He uttered breathlessly.