The room went still and it wasn't even because of fear but because everything they ever thought they had begun to understand had just collapsed. This man…He wasn’t a recording or even a memory, he was real and had come on live, watching them.
“Welcome back, Lorenzo.” His voice came clear through the screen.
The man stepped closer into the frame with the dim light revealing more of his face this time; the sharp features and the specks of silver that threaded through dark hair, his eyes carried the weight of something far older than the empire Lorenzo thought he inherited.
“You’re right on time.”
The countdown on Sofia’s tablet kept ticked beside them in her hands.
00:17:22
00:17:21
00:17:20
Time was running out but somehow this man had even planned that.
“Who are you?” Lorenzo ask
