"Good morning, Ms. Merge." Quizen greeted the woman.
The woman stopped sweeping and turned around, facing both Coco and Quizen.
She has beautiful black hair and eyes, her hair a silky black waterfall that cascades down her back in straight, glossy locks and her eyes were a deep black, the color so dark they almost seemed to blend into the inky black hair framing her face.
Despite the darkness of her hair and eyes, her features were delicate and feminine, her lips full and plump, and her expression soft and sweet.
"Quizen?" The woman called out, smiling softly at the mediator, "What brings you to this part of the village at this time of the day? It's a little early, don't you think?"
Coco's jaw dropped, her eyes wide in surprise as she stared at the woman.
She was wearing a dress and it looked incredibly beautiful.
