Levi laughed at that and nodded, confirming the fact. “Yes, I admit I am a chatterbox, moreso in my own kingdom. And we kept meeting at parties, my parents kept insisting that we spend time together, eat dinners together, et cetera. I think they just meant for us to be close friends, not lovers,” he humored. “He has darker hair than I do, almost black. It’s shorter than mine, and he keeps it tied in a single braid. He wears a lot of deep reds, and his eyes are dark, almost brooding at first, but also soft and intelligent.” He grinned affectionately. “He’s better muscles than I am, and he would do well in the arena too, I think. But he wouldn’t stand a chance against Fiori, not like my brother would. Mordecai doesn’t devote his life to fighting.”