10-31-2014, 11:30 PM
Sir Xavier Devachi had stared at the mysterious male before him, finding himself entranced by his voice and haunted by his beauty. He raised his head, his deep blue eyes locking into and staring into his own. "My name is Sir Xavier Devachi, protector of the northern grasslands. I have come here in search for my bride." He approached closer to the male, reaching out and letting his fingertips brush against a side of his face.