"What's normal in your definition? It's clear by your scent you aren't from here...your smell is so irregular and strange. Here we have werewolves, vampires, giants, fairies, mermaids, trolls, goblins, dragons..."<br/><br/>Drayko went one to list nearly all residents in the Mystic world lost in her eyes. The blue just captivated him. He has seen every eye color in the Mystic world called Alergerin but hers were unusual. Basically he was looking in her soul.<br/><br/>He started on the subspecies of each and Harry shook him, "Too much detail, mate. Wake up."<br/><br/>Drayko shook his head, "Huh? Oh, sorry. Lost myself again, didn't I? Please tell me what normal is for you."<br/><br/>After her explanation, he nods satisfied and was holding her hand not realizing. The Hybrid Prince turns to Iris smiling, "Iris, dear, please tell my parents we have a guest."<br/><br/><br/><br/>"Pick suitors for our son. I thought we said we'd let him choose when he is ready?", Tylier asks looking to his mate, "Not doing what our parents did."