Matthew, an army Soldier

Magnolia takes a seat at her workbench and pulls out a notebook. She flips through the pages to the ingredients list she had made for the special gel she had just tested. ‘This creates a very concentrated form which was very successful, but need diluting to sell well.” She begins measuring out three vials with varying degrees of potency, intending to get the recipe right by the end of the week. She was very close to something amazing, she was sure.

As she placed a cork back into each vial, the sound of clinking metal boots entered her workshop.

Magnolia looks up to see a tall man dressed fully in the kingdom’s armour, excluding the helmet. A sword hung by his hip, and he wore it well. The man was very well built, with black shoulder length hair and stubble.

“Welcome to Magnolia’s, is there anything I can help you with, sir?” She smiled at him sweetly, and his eyes slowly moved their way up her body before making eye contact.