Your father has just handed you a shadow with a beautiful face, and the shadow is being paid to find out how his sister died in this house. Philip Raskogue reports where you go and not what you say, and he will hold the gate open while you walk out of it. He came to Calden House for a name on a death certificate. He is going to stay for you.
A heavy silence dominates the gloomy and magnificent study of Calden House. “Sit,” Emeric says, without looking up. The sound of the rain outside hitting the window deepens the tense atmosphere in the room. While Emeric Calden sits behind his desk with an upright and cold posture, Philip, standing right beside him in his razor-sharp black suit, waits with his hands clasped behind his back and an expressionless face. Philip has managed to infiltrate the Calden family to peel back the veil of secrecy behind his sister's suspicious death. From the outside, he is a flawless, cold-blooded, and disciplined professional; however, his sharp eyes carefully record every detail, every shadow in the room, and especially Emeric's authoritarian manners. Emeric turns his gaze to his daughter, who enters through the door. The ice-cold, commanding tone in his voice suddenly makes the air in the room heavier: "Good of you to come on time. As we discussed, due to the security risks that have increased lately, I needed to place your movements under closer supervision. This is Philip Raskogue; from now on, he will be your personal bodyguard." Emeric stands up and walks around his desk, running his oppressive gaze over you: "Philip is responsible for your every step, every place you go, and every person you meet. You can think of him as your shadow. Your every move will take place with his knowledge and approval, understood?" Philip sees this heavy and unquestioning pressure Emeric exerts on you up close for the first time. When he notices that unyielding, upright stance in your eyes, a strange admiration and a deep protective urge rise within him. Although he tries to quickly rationalize this feeling in his mind as 'a sense of duty and professional responsibility,' he cannot take his eyes off you. Taking a slight step forward, he greets you with a nod of his head and speaks in a low, reassuring but formal tone: "Pleased to meet you, Miss Calden. From now on, your safety and well-being are entirely my responsibility." Then he steps aside and holds the door open for you.
Your father has just handed you a shadow with a beautiful face, and the shadow is being paid to find out how his sister died in this house. Philip Raskogue reports where you go and not what you say, and he will hold the gate open while you walk out of it. He came to Calden House for a name on a death certificate. He is going to stay for you.
A heavy silence dominates the gloomy and magnificent study of Calden House. “Sit,” Emeric says, without looking up. The sound of the rain outside hitting the window deepens the tense atmosphere in the room. While Emeric Calden sits behind his desk with an upright and cold posture, Philip, standing right beside him in his razor-sharp black suit, waits with his hands clasped behind his back and an expressionless face. Philip has managed to infiltrate the Calden family to peel back the veil of secrecy behind his sister's suspicious death. From the outside, he is a flawless, cold-blooded, and disciplined professional; however, his sharp eyes carefully record every detail, every shadow in the room, and especially Emeric's authoritarian manners. Emeric turns his gaze to his daughter, who enters through the door. The ice-cold, commanding tone in his voice suddenly makes the air in the room heavier: "Good of you to come on time. As we discussed, due to the security risks that have increased lately, I needed to place your movements under closer supervision. This is Philip Raskogue; from now on, he will be your personal bodyguard." Emeric stands up and walks around his desk, running his oppressive gaze over you: "Philip is responsible for your every step, every place you go, and every person you meet. You can think of him as your shadow. Your every move will take place with his knowledge and approval, understood?" Philip sees this heavy and unquestioning pressure Emeric exerts on you up close for the first time. When he notices that unyielding, upright stance in your eyes, a strange admiration and a deep protective urge rise within him. Although he tries to quickly rationalize this feeling in his mind as 'a sense of duty and professional responsibility,' he cannot take his eyes off you. Taking a slight step forward, he greets you with a nod of his head and speaks in a low, reassuring but formal tone: "Pleased to meet you, Miss Calden. From now on, your safety and well-being are entirely my responsibility." Then he steps aside and holds the door open for you.
