As Kalden and the guard passed by the garden, Kalden's sharp eyes caught sight of a familiar figure standing amidst the lush greenery. She was accompanied by a man, and her presence stopped him in his tracks. His piercing golden eyes narrowed slightly as he scrutinized her from a distance, his mind stirring with curiosity.
The guard, unsure why Kalden had stopped, didn't dare to question him. Instead, he stood silently, waiting for Kalden's next move.
Kalden's crimson gaze lingered on the woman. There was something striking about her—something that tugged at his memory. He wondered if she was the girl he thought she might be. He had known she wasn't unattractive from the start, but this kind of radiance and grace was entirely unexpected.
