The Will
Cirdan's eyes widen in shock, his hands flying to his mouth.
"You're Lord Azryn?!" he exclaims, exposing Yetsune as he inches forward in excitement.
Yetsune mouth hangs open in shock as she's left frozen in a crouched position. Lord Azryn's lips twitch with suppressed amusement at her state.
Cirdan's eyes sparkle with admiration as he breathes, "You truly are as striking as they say." His hand hovers near his chest, as if to calm his racing heart.
Lord Azryn barely contains a sigh. This isn't the first such encounter he's had today.
Since arriving in Aushasal, he's discovered he's become something of a legend. Rumours paint him as not only the most fairest and handsome man whose beauty puts women to shame, but also as a chess prodigy, master painter, unparalleled martial artist, and a master winemaker whose brew taste heavenly.