The helpers burst into the room. Their sudden appearance shattered the tense atmosphere that Richard and the unknown woman built.
Inside, they found both of them. The woman was of striking beauty, and Richard... Well, he was Richard.
The woman was tall and slim, with long black hair. Her bright green eyes looked surprised. Her skin was very pale. She wore a tight black outfit that showed off her shape. It looked both fancy and practical, but it was also strangely ornate, hinting at some kind of important role within the Marauders.
Clearly, the helpers had no idea what that role was.
Richard, instead, looked haggard and worn from his captivity and was standing beside a workbench cluttered with tools and materials, facing the woman.
