"Are you alright puppy? You can open your eyes now." His confident voice brought ressurance to Elise's ears.
Under the scarlet moonlight, the man's appearance looked rather vicious. He looked around his late twenties, having a young yet full of wisdom face. The red eyes that he had were brighter than the blood but deeper than the colors of a clotted blood. Skin as pale as snow but red eyes that showed his inhuman identity. Holding unchanging untamed wildness but an omniscient composure that brought reassurance to the people around him. The person was none other than the person who saved her from being sold in her childhood. The Lord of Warine who was known well for both his sorcery and his mysterious background. The person that goes by the name Ian White.
