Natalie
From what I understood, the stronger the Enchanted, the more white in their hair. She could sense the strength of my power when I should be nothing but a fledgling, so that comment was a jab at me. She looked to be in her early thirties, so she was young to have white hair as well.
"Well!" Olcan said as he clapped his hands, calling attention to himself. "I'm famished. Mathieu, how about we have a meal and catch up until the human arrives?"
Xavier stepped forward, a growl leaving his lips as he pinned Olcan with a glare. I quickly grabbed his arm and squeezed. Xavier wasn't one for talking, much like his father. Xavier, however, did not have his father's self-control. The corner of Olcan's mouth curved even further as he stared at Xavier, unbothered by his disrespect. It was nev
