Name: Marcus
Age: 30
Hair: White
Eyes: Lavender
Wings: Pure White
Outfit: Not the one in the picture.



Marcus was a priest in training. He had grown up in the care of the priests since he had lost his family at a very young age. He had spent his time watching the princess of the land grow up. Today she had become queen. He had always loved her, but had known even before he decided to become a priest that it would never work out between them. In a weeks time he would become a full fledged priest himself. Most people were at the castle for the coronation ball. He had decided not to attend, it would only cause him more sadness. He tucked a strand of pure white hair behind his ear. It was another escapee from his long braid.