"Young lad—I mean, Lucian…!"
Cedric's loud voice suddenly came from behind as the man hurriedly rushed toward him.
Lucian turned toward him, only to raise a brow when he saw the strange change in his expression. There was something different in his eyes.
Almost… fear?
"What is it?"
For some reason, his voice came out more haughty and commanding than usual, while the air around him naturally grew warmer.
Cedric stopped right before the young man, his eyes fixated on those golden eyes that were now clearly visible without the sunglasses obstructing his vision.
The closer he looked at them, at those eyes…
The more certain he became.
They were the same.
Or at least… they were extremely similar to the eyes of that red-haired woman.
The thought alone caused Cedric's heart to beat slightly faster.
Slowly, his lips parted, and his voice shook ever so slightly as he spoke.
"Are you… are you somehow related to the red-haired, golden-eyed woman?"
