" She tried to imagine him as an elder Kai man, with hair turned silvery white instead of its current sloe darkness. He’d still be as handsome and regal as he was now. She chuckled under her breath, amused at the idea that she once thought him hideous.

One yellow eye peered up at her. “What amuses you, wife?” The question fell away to a moan as she rubbed his scalp.

“I was just thinking you are far too handsome for your own good.”

“It’s the scars,” he said. “They give me a certain air. "

― Grace Draven , Eidolon (Wraith Kings, #2)