Michael Maxwell
From the surface, he looked as if like a man with intentions to kill or a bodyguard with absolutely bad attitudes. The party of three seemed to have been suspicious of him for a while now, and even one of them, specifically, the red-haired one, hid behind one of their companion. That had how he was interpreted by other people throughout his life, and even the guard at the entrance had been questioning the need for him to be here. Although he knows very well that given his gaze and glares paired with the menace shadow he emits and the long blade he carries always somehow finds its way to misunderstandings, Michael had encountered greetings more weird than this, so he forgot about it.
"Let me do the introducing, Valencia." Implying that they still needed to hide their true identities, Michael decided to play along the act the princess had putted up during the entering of the prison. Michael quickly bowed down, his hands at his belly, his head staring down on the floor. "My name is Michael. I hail from Ghaliar like you would have expected, young man, and this refined and young lady here is my sister, Valencia. We have came to rescue the pink haired girl who might have been in trouble and was innocently tossed into prison." He gently lifted his head back up. A number of silver hair slightly moved, as it stopped right before crossing the eyes.
"I never would have thought that this young foreigner had friends, however. But I am glad that you have reunited with your friend, miss." He cast his glance over to the pink-haired girl. "My sister would like to help you in your cause in an attempt to calm the fiery blazes of the feeling to help someone, and as her brother, I am obliged to help my sister, therefore, I shall help you, should you not make any suspicious moves on my sister." His eyes suddenly switched from the gently gaze to the deadly eyes he used to have. But those only stayed a moment, as it quickly reverted back to it's original state. "I am sure you will need help from someone, so my sister has now offered her help." He then took a step back, before ending his sentence. "Her kindness might be her weakness, but I do hope you will be friends with her."