His face sharpens in my vision: human, gloriously human, his skin sun-warmed bronze, his tiger eyes reflecting the glowing lights all around us. His tailcoat is black, the lapels and shoulders crusted with dark jewels and silver embroidery; his cravat is white silk chiffon tied in an elaborate knot; his dark hair is dusted with silver. Lacy cuffs cover half his hands, and a sprig of elderberry and juniper is stuck on his lapel with a raven pin. He looks like a groom, or a faerie prince. We are a matched set.
