King Homely (2)

Standing before Ashton was a 7' 3" tall, golden-brown-skinned man. While his face was void of emotion, his crimson eyes gave away his intentions.

Aside from that, the man also had a large burn scar on his face, of which he was pretty proud. His elbow-length, fine, brown hair flowed freely behind his back, giving the man a much more graceful look than what suited his demeanour. 

His looks weren't the only things that attracted everybody's attention to him. Despite his age, his physique was quite astonishing. Heck, his father-in-law could even put Atlas's body to shame. 

After all, it wasn't common for someone's chiselled abs to show through formal wear. Not to mention his strong hands that were covered in a collage of mythical creature tattoos.

"It'd be a shame to decline your request, sir." Ashton politely replied before curling up his fist, "Unfortunately, this is not the place to assert dominance over each other."