Loui and Pierre peeked at her, wondering why Olive was the only one she had responded to so far.
"Next is…" Draven pointed at the poker-faced guy who stood beside Olive. "Prince. He is the second rook, and his ability is invisibility. Oh, he only speaks French as well, but he understands basic English."
"Ravi de vous rencontrer, ma dame," the young man, Prince, greeted emotionlessly.
His ethereal white hair was tied into a short bun, leaving a few strands out. His reddish lips were a bit thin, and his silvery eyes glistened with no sentiment. He was very tall and lean in comparison to Olive.
Avelina nodded at him with a smile on her face, not sure how to respond to him. He looked tired and sort of pissed. His eyes were lazily hanging low.
"He is not tired or annoyed, Avelina. That is his normal expression," Draven, who could tell what was going on in her mind, clarified.
