Just as Samuel opened his mouth to greet her, Heena turned completely in the opposite direction toward the second figure entering from the right—her grandfather.
"Oh my God," Heena gasped loudly, her hands flying to her cheeks in exaggerated awe. "Who is this handsome man?"
Hearing her breathless praise, Samuel froze. A soft, incredibly confident smile instantly spread across his handsome face. He puffed out his chest just a fraction, fully preparing to accept his wife's blatant admiration.
He looked up, meeting her gaze—only to realize she wasn't looking at him at all. She was looking right past his shoulder.
Samuel blinked. He slowly turned his head to see the old Vanguard Patriarch, dressed in a dignified, heavy brown robe with a pristine white inner layer, walking toward them.
Samuel stared at the old man, and then back at Heena, his confident smile twitching slightly.
'This woman is completely blind,' Samuel thought, absolutely bewildered.
