When Ren said that Rowan was going to pick her up in a couple of hours, she thought it would be... a couple of hours. But it had only been an hour... or maybe two? She could not be really sure. The point was, it had not been a couple of hours yet and Rowan was already in the library looking like a sulking brooding giant.
He was wearing the same dark blue coat he wore earlier which made his white hair stood out. His collar was a bit high and hid his neck tattoo, which was a shame–
What? Seraphine scolded herself, Why do you care about his neck tattoo, Seraphine?
"What are you doing here?" she asked him.
The prince walked over to their desk. Ren stood and greeted the prince politely. With one hand on the chest, he bowed deep which showed that Ren was from a lower class than the nobles
