He was talking to Edin, a slight smile on his freakishly perfect face. That was what had jarred me when I’d first spotted him, I realised. He was too perfect. Too stunningly beautiful to really look human. He looked more like what an artist would picture the perfect human to look like. His hair was white—almost silver—but his brows were black and finely shaped, above pale eyes of a colour I couldn’t see from here. His face was narrow but chiselled, with a slim, straight nose and a full mouth that had three rings piercing it—one through the centre of his lower lip, and two either side of his
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