Ava POV
The door of the room opened and in, walked Talia, followed by Arman´s father… King Alexander. “OH! You big wall of muscles, move… I want to meet her!” An excited voice filled the room, making Arman roll his eyes, while the King chuckled.
Behind the tall man, popped out a gorgeous woman. Dark brown hair, with green eyes. Beautiful features, just like Talia´s. She was not short, but compared to Arman´s Dad she looked rather short. I am sure it is an optical effect because I could tell she was taller than me.
She looked like an older version of Talia, but despite the age showing in her eyes, she looked polished, and with an outfit that even I could wear, it was hard to tell her age with certainty. She walked past Arman and gave him a little pat on his cheek. She sighed and then
