Every hair on Julien's body stood on end.
The moment Julien saw the figure standing before her, he was left breathless. Not only because her looks eclipsed that of anyone he had ever seen before, but because her presence felt overwhelming.
He tried to find his voice, but a heavy weight bore down on him, leaving him momentarily paralyzed.
"....."
Julien could only remain silent while she stared at him from the other side of the room.
'What does she want? ...Did she figure something out? How can that be?'
All sorts of thoughts ran through Julien's mind as sweat poured from the side of his face. He had purposely kept the conversation short with the others in order to not arouse any suspicion.
Was even that not enough?
"Do you have it?"
Her voice, soft and crisp, filled the room.
Julien could feel the sweat trickling down his back as he processed her words. Have it? Have what...?
