And there she was. With eyes like her mother and the grace of her father. Brexley Ashland Augustine was the best thing that Katherine had ever been apart of.
Looks a tiny bit like Aroa, princess of the North and Queen of Kilern, wife of King Amadeo.
As Gawain spoke, Annwyn caught a flash of something out of the corner of her eye. A young man, dark and brilliant green eyes met her gaze and raised an eyebrow at her. Annwyn's heart skipped in her chest. She'd seen him before, she was sure of it.