The woman in the room was a blond haired unearthly beauty of perfection. Long legs, tight booty, bouncy tits, pouty lips, and more features which could only be born by taking the best of every woman before enhancing it by ten.
She was in a skin tight emerald dress which just started to cover her nipples on her firm large boobs, before ending in a mid-thigh length miniskirt. A golden belt which came to a downward point before her mound accented it. Just under her skirt was where her stockings and boots combo began, since one couldn't tell footwear from lady socks. The boots were high heeled, and the stockings were black with a series of green circles moving up the front of her legs. From mid bicep to wrist, were green sleeves with some minor bands of gold to accent them as well. Her head had a jade tiara on it, which had two points rising from the sides of her head.
It was obvious the woman was the Asgardian goddess of love known as Amora the Enchantress. A mistress of magic and of sexual power. Peter had mentioned the Thor villain to Mary Jane enough she could recognize her, as MJ nodded she understood. Mistress Love didn't start small did she. Knowing it was their mission, they opened the window to enter. Surprising the woman inside.
In the planes of the Abstract Concepts...
Mistress Love was pleased her Heralds had found the mission she had left for them, a mission she didn't complete. She had tested the Asgardian to see if she was worthy of a similar role, which she had failed. So she decided to try a new test with her new servants. No matter what happens next, Amora will begin a new life linked to love.
Mistress Love took some fine wine and artistic chocolates, and waited to see how Amora reacted to the events unfolding.