Eryndor « BL Alpha

Eryndor moved forward among the guests, his gaze fixed and cold, searching the crowd for the prince. Suddenly, as he took a step back to adjust his position, he bumped slightly into someone. His body reacted quickly to maintain control, but the royal guard in front of him looked at him suspiciously.

He was a man with a firm posture and an imposing air, who stood out from the crowd. His demeanor was independent and reserved; he didn't seem to be part of the stream of courtiers; his presence was that of someone more secretive, a sigma type. His appraising gaze never wavered from Eryndor, which made him study him more closely.

"My apologies"

Eryndor said gently, maintaining his polite facade, though his mind was already analyzing this guard. He wasn't a simple soldier. Something in his demeanor told him he might be more complicated than he seemed