[He never lies, always keeps his word, takes the boundlessness of the sky as his truth, and uses the darkness of his eyes to gather information. The Butterfly of the Capital, Lynx.]
"Welcome, my lord. Forgive me… I truly did not expect you to arrive so quickly. Please, come in," Lynx said calmly, gesturing towards the upper floor and beginning to lead the way.
When Lynx, Atlas, and Emma entered the room, Lynx immediately showed the two a place to sit and then took his seat at his desk, waiting.
When Atlas sat down in a chair, Emma stood behind him, her eyes fixed on Lynx, not taking her gaze off him for a single second.
Emma had no idea what was going on or why she was here with Atlas. Her master's tone of voice clearly told Emma that something was wrong, perhaps Lynx was a bad person, but the only thing Emma knew was that she would not act until her master said something.
In the end, Emma was like a loyal dog to her master... No... More like a great wolf worshipping her master.
