"Moonheart, how did you transfer the video to a memory card?" Brandon asked, frowning in confusion. "Do you know the password?" There's no way this should have been accessed so easily… unless someone inside allowed it.
"She is obsessed with you," Emma said flatly, almost coldly, "so I didn't need to search for the password. You are her password." Emotions always leave traces… and hers were too loud to hide.
Lunara's fists clenched, nails biting into her palms.
For a split second, it looked like she might lunge forward…if she moved now, she won't be able to stop herself.
"Emma, for the last time, stop!" Lunara cried out, her voice breaking as panic and anger tangled in her chest. If she plays that… she's finished here. But Emma ignored her and calmly connected the card reader to her laptop.
"Didn't you hear what she said?" the king asked sharply. "
