A girl with mousy curls on the left, her nose and cheeks like rosebuds, her hand gripping a valkerax-headed cane. A tall, white-haired, slender beneather on the right, his eyes gleaming crimson, like two pinpricks of blood amid the snow. And there, in the middle. Black leather. Black hair. Black eyes. A hawk, shrouded in shadow. Prince Lucien Drevenis d’Malvane.
