Emilia's POV
"Master?" I looked at the man in front of me and whispered.
"It's me," Klaus signaled for me to take his arm.
No wonder I was so surprised; it was the first time I had seen Klaus dressed so formally. He wore a black suit, a cape draped over his back, an exquisite golden badge on his chest, a black belt cinching his slender waist, and black boots encasing his powerful calves. Standing there, he exuded a demeanor as sharp as an unsheathed sword.
Klaus didn't look like he was here for the palace banquet; to be precise, he resembled a warrior about to be knighted by the king.
I was sure I wasn't the only one who thought so. As Klaus declined the black-clad manservants and led me alone into the hall, the entire hall fell silent for three seconds.
Klaus was a chill running thr
