Bird set free

I jump out of my seat, not necessarily out of fear but just pure shock.

"You're a hybrid!" With a hand to my lips, I whisper more to myself than him.

We have hybrids in Yavanna, that I know. But I've never actually met one before, considering the fact that I'm usually behind the palace walls when I'm not in school or on official royal business.

"Please have your seat dear." He says calmly.

I turn my head back in his direction noticing for the first time his features. I know for a fact that he's of Yavannian and Siofran descent, his heterochromia eyes gave him away, one grey and the other electric blue. It's like I'm looking at two different people.

He knows I'm staring but doesn't make any effort to change that. Instead he has his chin resting on his hand, looking ridiculously calm. There's something about him that screams regality.