"Your highness, did you find a technique suitable for you? I can go and look for it." A boy came out from behind the shelves, holding a little booklet in his hand. He had short styled gray hair and emerald eyes. Short pointy ears that showed his lineage to elven race. His face bore the proud look that seemed to look down on others, yet in front of the girl even his gaze was cast downward.
"No need, I've found it. Let's leave." The girl replied and started walking towards the staff to register the technique she chose. With each step her rich white hair flew around her shoulders. Her sharp pointy ears, the charming smile and the flawless skin she had could enchant anyone and they dare not look away. Elegant, delicate features that could bewitch even the most stoic of hearts.
