บท 189: The Tales of Erohim (7)

There was a black band wrapped around the picture, and she loosened it and gave the picture to Rowan, "That's Sylvia. Don't say she…"

"She resembles you." Rowan said

"Please, not you too, I don't see any resemblance between me and her, she has red hair and freckles. I don't."

"You will just have to take my word for it." Rowan smiled.

"She gave me this hairband as a gift." She paused for a while, and she bowed to him, "it would be my honor if you accept this gift from me, my lord."

Rowan knelt and turned around, so her hand could reach his hair, with subtle manipulations with his Telekinesis, he aided her in placing the hairband around his hair, but since his hair was too thick, she could only scoop a bunch around the middle and tied it.