Gazing at the man approaching slowly, Caroline Edwin stood still, slightly dazed, as the silhouette deep in her mind seemed to overlap with the man before her at this very moment.
As if Master's cold and detached gaze had traveled through thousands of years and endless time, looking past unrelated parallel lines.
Her mind was in a trance, with reminiscence and complex emotions reflected in her eyes.
"Lady Calvin."
Blake Fuller strode over to Caroline's side. The voice he uttered was calm and cold, and the aura surrounding him was icy and ethereal.
Caroline curved her lips into a smile, "The Emperor."
Witnessing the interaction between the two, screenwriter Sophie covered her thumping little heart, exclaiming.
"Ah! This is the ultimate portrayal of the Emperor, just like the Emperor himself stepping out of the book, breaking the dimensional barrier."
A sharp and excited voice broke the silence, stirring the silent thoughts of the people on set.
"Not bad."
