Teressa gave Zenith and Mira an odd look before simply shrugging, wondering what that exchange was all about.
She looked remarkably similar to her daughter, Tessa, possessing the same lovely features.
Her skin carried a healthy tan, while her flaming dark-red hair fell loosely around her shoulders, and beneath her robes was an athletic figure that hinted at years of physical training.
Unlike Tessa, who preferred to wear her clothes tightly fitted to her body, Teressa favoured much looser robes that concealed most of her figure.
Her eyes were also black rather than Tessa's crimson, but aside from those differences, the resemblance between mother and daughter was uncanny.
The hall's vibrant atmosphere was suddenly punctuated by the increasingly loud beat of drums as people began taking their places near the centre of the room, preparing to dance.
