Raelynn stood still, watching the man before her with a mixture of caution and curiosity. Reinhart. That was what he called himself. He claimed to be Elion's brother—something Raelynn had never even considered possible.
She had never once thought to ask if Elion had siblings, and Elion had never mentioned anything either. Should she believe this man? Her gut told her to be skeptical, but...
As her gaze drifted over his features, she had to admit—there was a resemblance. The same striking eyes, sharp jawline, and an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance.
Still, what if he was lying? How did he even get inside? The manor was heavily guarded, making it nearly impossible for an outsider to enter. Unless...
Unless he was some kind of ghost. Or someone who could teleport.
Just as she was lost in thought, Reinhart stepped back slightly, raising his hands in mock surrender.
