ZORA

I stood at the corner of the hall, my eyes following Ryker. I couldn't help myself no matter how I tried, so I gave up.

He looks ravishing in the fitted charcoal doublet laced with beautiful gold embroidery and white undershirt. His cloth was cinched at the waist with a dark leather belt.

With an even louder help from his outfit, his entire being screamed danger.

Getting used to this environment seems a little hard after spending almost eight years in the human world, or was it ...