Dorian was reading as usual, while standing outside his balcony. He decided to head down to take a stroll in the gardens.
As he descended the last steps of stairs, he looked up to find a hooded woman standing in front of him. She turned her head towards him, before pulling her hood down.
Dorian was breathless.
Golden brown eyes locked with his. She had chestnut brown braided locks, which she gathered and placed in front of her.
And then she smiled. So gentle and genuinely sweet it made him feel such unexpected warmth, he couldn’t help but smile.
She bowed, ever so gracefully before she spoke. “Hello name is Yrene, Yrene Towers. I’m here to meet a woman named Celaena Sardothien.”