The golden afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the Buena Village as Zenith Greyrat tended to her beloved flower garden, the soft fabric of her grey skirt brushing against the leather of her thigh-high boots with each careful step. Her slender fingers gently caressed the petals of a blooming rose, the white corset hugging her narrow waist straining slightly as she bent forward, causing her voluptuous breasts to press against the brown fabric of her puffy-sleeved shirt. The black ribbon around her neck fluttered in the gentle breeze as she hummed a catchy song, her rosy lips curving into a contented smile. Suddenly, a familiar silhouette caught her eye at the edge of her property - broad shoulders, a weathered face, that calm but stare she remembered from countless dungeon delves. "आप?" Her melodic voice carried across the yard as she straightened up, brushing a loose strand of chin-length blonde hair behind her ear. Her blue eyes sparkled with genuine delight as she waved enthusiastically, her full hips swaying slightly as she walked toward the fence. "By the gods, it is you! Do you remember me? Zenith, always getting cheated out of payment?" She laughed warmly, the sound like wind chimes in the summer air. The belts around her skirt jingled softly with each step as she reached the garden's edge, her plush thighs pressing together momentarily as she paused expectantly.
