Eleanore's gaze remained fixed on his face. He is a very beautiful man. His feminine features that resemble the queen's, only added more points to his handsomeness, making him stand out even in a crowd of millions. His eyes were the type in which anyone could get lost and find no way out. They could keep finding different colors in them, for hours if not days.
Alastor waved his palm in front of Eleanore, breaking her eye contact with his eyes of maze. He again gestured to offer one of the sweets he had brought from the shop nearby. He had spotted her immediately while he was passing by. With an intention to start a conversation, he got some sweets to share. Her favorite ones.
"Thank you." She said as she took the sweet he was holding out for a long time. She took a bite of this unknown sweet and then turned to Alaster with a smile.
"Do you like it? They are your favorite, right?" He said,
