64: The true deity (6)

~Laith~

"I know where we can find a divine dove, " Zephirin broke out of his daze. Prince Zephirin wiped his tears away. He rose from his seat and stood tall before all. He snapped his fingers, and a gush of black fog engulfed him. 

The pins in his hair came undone. His golden hair fell to his back, and the black mask on his face turned to dust. His face came into view. Unlike the previous time when I saw his face, it wasn't flawless. There was a bright red scar cutting across his face from his left eyebrow through his nose to his cheek. 

His icy purple eyes burned with untold pain. He changed his attire. His red robes were replaced by a black leather cuff shirt with silver rims. Paired with black linen pants and leather boots. 

He looked like a villain from the fairytale books I read. His charming and beguiling aura took a dark turn. The compassion in his eyes faded as though he'd never known kindness.