Emilia’s POV
Splash! The clear water was suddenly parted.
A hand reached into the water, grabbing my weak arm and forcefully pulling me back to the surface.
"Cough! Cough, cough!!" I leaned against the side of the wooden boat, desperately coughing out the water from my nose and mouth.
I was completely exhausted, but fortunately, my rescuer understood my condition. Soon, trembling, I was lifted by strong arms and dragged onto the boat.
“Who are you?” A cold, magnetic voice asked.
I opened my waterlogged eyes to see a familiar face staring back at me. It was Klaus.
Why? Why was Klaus here?
His sharp and handsome features, silver hair, dark eyebrows above piercing golden eyes—this face, I would never mistake, it was Klaus.
Before my rational mind could process, my body reacted on its own. Using all my strength, I threw myself into his arms.
“Klaus, Klaus, Klaus.”