He watched as she entered his eyes never leaving her. The guard holding him pushed him forward, making him bend at the waist to bow. He tried to resist but under the circumstances he didn’t have a choice. They all treated her like she was some sort of delicate flower that if breathed on wrong would wither and die. There was a strength he saw in her though and he wondered how she could put up with it.<br/><br/>When addressed he clenched his jaw but said calmly, “Erin.” His light brown eyes the exact opposite of his dark brown locks. His hair was slightly longer than the average short cut of the men in the room. He had bangs on either side of his face that just reached his temples, a cow lick down the middle of his head parting his hair perfectly. He was tanned and looked like he would be able to handle himself in a fight but yet not at the same time.  He was not tall but not short either. When he was standing he was around 5’7”.<br/><br/>A guard walked up to her hand handed her the jewel. “We found this on him. It was in his pocket, it fell out when we captured him.” He said looking at Erin with a frown on his face. He was the captain of the guard and he disliked thieves. “Shall we dispose of him your highness? We know anything that comes from his mouth is going to be a lie or a ploy to get him off.”<br/><br/>Erin frowned at that and shook his head. There was no denying it he would try to talk his way out of it but he wasn’t about to go right out and admit it. “I assure you I will not lie, what is the point?” He said his voice smooth and alluring. “I have been captured, my life is entirely in your lovely hands.” He said lowering his gaze ever so slightly at the current queen. The knife at his throat got closer but he didn’t flinch.