"No, she is his sole and only daughter," Bernard replied, his brow furrowing as he processed the sheer oddity of William's inquiry. "He has no sons, either. Why on earth are you asking such a specific question with that tone and expression?"
"Ah, it must be a mere similarity then," William said, his voice regaining its composure even as his pulse thundered in his ears. He realised instantly that he had stepped onto thin ice with that outburst.
He needed to pivot, and quickly. "It's just… I met someone back in my world who looked remarkably like her. For a moment, I thought perhaps they were sisters or close relatives."
"It can't be," Bernard firmly said, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief as the tension in the air dissipated. "Our leader has no other family members. Every single one of them was slaughtered by the hands of that damn Fox years ago.
