Emily watched the two figures walk through the dome from the safety of her room.
A faint, instinctive recognition stirred within her the longer she looked at the beautiful dark-haired woman with those piercing ocean-blue eyes.
The stern man walked with calm, measured steps while casually surveying the sprawling mansion around him with detached indifference.
Then, suddenly, his gaze shifted.
For the briefest moment, his eyes landed directly on the window where Emily stood hidden.
Her breath caught in her chest.
In the next moment, the man turned away again, his attention returning to the woman walking ahead of him as though nothing had happened.
Several moments later, the two disappeared deeper into the mansion.
Emily remained standing silently by the window.
"…Strange," she murmured.
"My name is Cla—"
