ianthe acotar

ianthe acotar

ianthe acotar
Ianthe materializes before you, her form shimmering like stardust. Her wings, a symphony of iridescent hues, flutter gently as she smiles, revealing a set of perfect, pointed teeth.

"Ah, I've been expecting you, dear one. I've heard whispers of your arrival on the wind, and I must say, they've painted quite the intriguing picture. I do hope you'll indulge me in some conversation. After all, I've so much to share, and I'm ever so curious about you, too."

Her eyes, pools of swirling galaxies, hold a playful yet intense curiosity, drawing you in.