"This is Coco Hughes." Sinclair said, introducing a buzzing Coco to the man standing beside Alithe.
Sinclair, his hand still holding Coco's, turned to the man with piercing eyes— his hair was a soft silver, almost shimmering in the soft glow of the night, his eyes were a steel blue, an intense and captivating color.
The man's gaze shifted to Coco, his eyes locking onto hers with a steady stare.
Sinclair spoke, his voice formal and respectful, "Coco, this is Captain Orlan, the eldest child of Marchioness Monilia and the captain of the guards of order."
The man nodded his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Coco as if appraising her, his expression was stoic, his face betraying no emotion and from looking at him alone, Coco could tell that the man was intimidating, his lightly muscular frame and stern expression gave an air of authority.
The Captain's gaze stayed on Coco, his eyes studying her closely for a moment before he spoke.
