"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you, you know?"
Merlin gasped in surprise at the voice. Instinctively, he turned his head and saw a man sitting in a chair, a faint smile on his face.
"You…" His brows furrowed in shock.
The man had black hair and a well-built frame. He wore a sleek black robe, but the buttons on his chest were slightly undone, revealing a black T-shirt and a hint of his chest beneath.
Yet it wasn't his clothing that shocked Merlin—it was the light emanating from the man's face, covering everything except his mouth.
Recovering from his surprise, Merlin took two cautious steps back. "Who are you? Are you the one who called me here? If so… what do you want?"
His voice was laced with both caution and fear. Earlier, he had been sure no one was in that seat. Yet now, somehow, this man had appeared.
Noticing his unease, the man smiled.
