Snippet #1374019

Arcadia tore her gaze from the window, her azure eyes sliding up to meet the man's ocean blue ones. She studied him quietly for a moment, taking in his dark hair and pale skin. She noticed the pretty girl who had just walked in was his sister, though they looked almost nothing alike. She stuck her hand out to shake his politely, a shadow up a smile gracing the corners of her lips.

"I'm Arcadia." She replied, her voice light and polite. "No, I don't agree. I don't see the point in even hating where we come from." She added, shrugging a small shoulder. "It's a waste of energy." She flicked a glance around the room, thinking. She didn't understand how people could be this...bitter, when it wasn't even their choice in where they came from or what history had brought their regions. She also never understood why people hated a whole race because someone from that race had caused them problems in the past. But, that's the way things were, and sadly that's the way their minds worked. A hand trailed up and clasped the locket around her neck for a few moments, her mind wandering briefly.

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Axel watched everyone from where he was standing, his stormy gaze travelling over to the new girl that had just walked in. She must be the Siren princess, he thought. His eyes slid over her for a moment, resting on her face. She was beautiful, but that was expected from all of the royals. Though she attracted him in a different way; he wasn't sure how. She didn't strike him as arrogant, but more...confident and collected. He folded his arms across his broad chest, pulling his gaze away from her so he didn't stare. He wondered when they would find out who they would be stuck with and how long they would be here. He pushed himself away from the wall and walked around, looking at the paintings around the room.