A man and a woman silently presented themselves before him. Both carried an aura brimming with sternness and aloofness. However, it wasn't these that caught his attention. It was the familiarity of their person that made his heart pound and his mind thrum.
Beautiful hair as dark as midnight fell over her shoulders, reaching the middle of her waist. Moulin remembered it to be quite shorter before. Her amber eyes, almost a fiery orange, looked as though they were glowing like sunset beams, glittering on the sea surface. The Vernalian bloodline showed heavily in her features. Tessley Vernallia met Moulin's gaze with a strange calmness. But Moulin could discern the bit of pride that began to leak within her cold gaze. She looked well, better than how she fared in their previous encounter during the raid in the Orcan underground palace.
