Chapter 90: Shall We Go To The 2nd Floor? (2)
༺ Shall We Go To The 2nd Floor? (2) ༻
Queen.
The woman’s name was simply Queen.
It might be an alias, or she might have another real name, but everyone, including her companions, just called her Queen.
She looked exactly like a Queen.
With abundant red hair like blazing flames, a slightly tanned skin, her face was that of a fierce beauty.
“Judas!”
Her attire was a fur cloak and what could be called bikini armor, just barely clinging to her body, but the tattoos that seemed to belong in ruins shielded her highly exposed skin like a shield. (no clue what belonging in ruins mean here)
And by the way, when I described the tattoos as ‘shielding,’ it wasn’t just a metaphor.