(his eyes are dark blue. XD sorry about that detail.)<br/><br/><br/>His hands fit perfectly around hers. He watched her staring at him. He saw fear in her eyes briefly. She spoke, and his eyes widened. It was the language of the ancients. The language of Alantians. He forced his smile not to escape. What a great treasure she was. He listened as she spoke, picking out the few words he thought he knew. None of it made sense to him in the end.<br/>He placed his hand on her cheek, his other hand still holding hers. He tried to calm her a little. He looked at the mark on her forehead. What is that? He thought to himself. He looked back into her eyes. Her skin was soft on his rough hands. He though again about what she said.<br/>"Mynxa..." He murmured.<br/>He took his hand off of her face, he placed it down by his side. His hands grasped the loose dirt with a rake of his fingers. This girl was a curiosity to him.