Holding his hand out, Ser Keep helped Mabel down from the carriage and turned his head away, seeing her warped expression made from anger and hatred at the entire situation. Although a navy floral dress had been provided for the first introduction, she had vehemently refused to wear it, instead choosing her usual black trousers and button-up top. Looking ahead at the welcoming party, Mabel scanned the men and women ready to greet her before finding the one man who caused everything: a thin, tall man with green hair with streaks of dirty blond in it.
Everything about him was just wrong to her. He was beautiful rather than handsome, soemthing most Clover men were. He wore clothing that should be worn under armour, yet Mabel couldn't help but feel it was unsuited. Nothing about him screamed of a warrior; rather, he was a beautiful man trying to play war after hearing stories about it.
