The tall figure who entered moved with an effortless, commanding presence that sent a ripple of tension through the room. His dark hair, tousled yet perfectly in place, caught the afternoon light.
He was dressed in a fitted black suit that accented his powerful frame, looking no less than a prince.
His sharp, emerald eyes scanned the room quickly before settling on her. For a moment, the world seemed to narrow to just that one look.
But that one look lasted for a very brief moment. Even before Amara could register it, he had looked away from her as if he did not recognize her at all.
Amara's heart gave a dull 'thud' and a sense of uneasiness washed over her.
''He is your new bodyguard. Rafael Varden.'' King Callahan spoke, sounding nothing short of satisfied with this arrangement.
