Master Alvin and Lady Rose remained composed, the calm steadiness of their expressions indicating that they recognized at once the two men.
They were Jason Dalmenton - Rose's older brother - and Ryan Dalmenton, Jason's youngest son.
Jason was an intimidating figure the moment he stepped through the rippled dimensional door. He had the same long, gleaming golden hair as his sister, strands falling in immaculate waves that shimmered beneath the crystalline lights of the hall. His light blue eyes were sharp, almost icy, carrying a gaze that weighed and judged in a single sweep. He was tall, towering even, imposing in a way that commanded attention simply by existing.
Every movement he made spoke of confidence sculpted through years of training, power, and the easy arrogance of someone who had always been praised.
