The carriage door opened, revealing a young man of striking presence. He stepped out gracefully, exuding an air of confidence and authority that instantly commanded attention.
His unique mane of white hair flowed down to his shoulders, forming a striking frame around a face that bore the unmistakable marks of wisdom and experience.
His eyes, a captivating shade of pink, marked his lineage as a member of the prestigious family adorned with the three wolf-clawed insignia.
Despite wearing the same uniform as his peers, his attire possessed an extraordinary luster. It left onlookers pondering whether the exceptional quality stemmed from the materials used in its creation or if it was simply the young man's presence that elevated the uniform to new heights.
"Isn't that Andrew Mechan?" one of the background actors whispered to another, mindful not to offend the esteemed figures who held sway over their lives, owing to their lower noble status.
