Emily POV
I walked through the doors and into the dining room and suddenly stopped in my tracks. Standing at the head of the table with my father was a very tall, regal-looking man. He had long brown hair that waved softly over his shoulders, and from where I stood, I could only guess it reached the middle of his back. The man was a few inches taller than my father, making him at least seven feet tall. He wore a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into dark blue slacks, a thick belt around his waist, a scabbard holding a long ornate-looking sword on his left side of the waist, and a smaller one on his right side holding an exciting dagger. On his right hand, three rings adorned his fingers. One finger had a dark gem encrusted in gold on top of the band, another looked like it had some design o
