You feel a tingle in your spine as you see the man’s gaze flick over to you, he has a cold and calculating demeanour, like he’s working you out before you’ve said a thing. He gazed at you for awhile, a small smirk appearing on his face, if you didn’t feel so uneasy you may even mistake it for kind.

“And who, exactly, might you be?” Gaelin asked, his dark eyes staring right through you. He took you in like a piece of meat, his eyes looking you up and down, focusing on your neck.