For a singular second, Esme wondered if she had made the correct decision or if she had sealed a doomed fate by agreeing to another deal with this hybrid. Einar clasped his hands together, and he leaned back in his leather chair, looking incredibly happy with himself, a small smile tugging at his lips. His eyes shone for a moment, and Esme found she could not look away from those beautiful orbs of his. The light blue contrasted beautifully with the other eye of green and burnt orange; if he wasn't so mysterious, Esme imagined he would have a line of admirers.
"That is what probably lures girls in.. his mysterious nature.. Kind of like the whole bad boy vibe girls go for.." Isana muttered nonchalantly, tutting.
"Excellent!" Einar grinned more broadly, and his eyes stopped glowing, making her wonder if he cast some sort of spell.
"Nyx!" Marcus grabbed her roughly by the arm and turned her to face him.