Their Journey
Chapter Twelve Lord Roxton
After she had entered the room, Lord Roxton stood up straight, he was a tall man, Six, maybe six and a half feet tall. He was ruggedly handsome, with a scruffy beard and matching mustache, yet it was more of a permanent five o'clock shadow, than a beard. He had piercing chocolate, hazel eyes. Chestnut colored hair that came to the bottom of his jaw, yet you could never tell because, he always had it swept back with a small dab of gel, and also wore his hunting, (or "lucky") hat, just like him, there was no getting rid of that hat. It was his favorite.