As they entered the building, the lobby's grandeur mirrored the empire the Obsidians had built.
Everything was falling into place. The secrets, the shadows, the power plays—it was all part of the larger picture.
And even though the mystery of the bodyguard gnawed at the edges of his thoughts, there was something even more complex in his mind—the delicate, shifting relationship between him and Emilia.
His ambition was vast, but so were the alliances he needed to maintain. And Emilia... she was far more than an assistant.
"You're handling everything seamlessly, Emilia," Pyris His tone was casual, but it carried an underlying warmth that betrayed the seriousness of his earlier confession. Emilia, however, remained cool on the surface, her fingers continuing their work on the tablet.
