Dark eyes, a rare black hair, and fair skin that seemed to take on a golden hue under the golden sunset, his ears were slightly more pointed than a human's, yet not as sharp as those of an elf.
Sitting on a chair, he cradled a book in his hands, with a faint smile on his face.
He appeared both approachable and somewhat mysterious.
Elves were generally attractive, both males and females, and Freyja herself was very beautiful, having seen countless handsome men and gorgeous women since birth.
Even so, she had to admit that the Half-Elf before her was outstanding among all the people she had ever seen.
He was instantly memorable, not someone you would forget upon meeting, not lost among the many beautiful but forgettable faces.
"Hello, my name is Freyj..."
Freyja was just about to speak, to show respect and gratitude to her lifesaver, but she was interrupted before she could finish.
