Merrylia's POV
"Are you quite sure about this man, Zerxe?" I asked him on the phone as I scanned through the file of the man named Qalif Loward.
"Yes. He has combat skills, good school records, and most of all, less likely to have any inclination to seduce you." Zerxe said.
"Nor would he have any inclination to seduce anyone." I spat. The man in the picture had bright green eyes and golden hair sitting on top of a serene and gentle face that spoke of kindness. "This man seems as if he has trouble hurting a damn fly."
"Do not be fooled by appearances, Ms Desilvia."