Evangeline Raven had lived for trillions of untold years.
She was a being who had transcended mortal constraints long ago, a true immortal who had witnessed the birth of stars and the death of galaxies.
Civilizations had risen and crumbled beneath her watchful gaze, emperors had knelt before her, and even ancient beasts long erased from memory had once trembled at the sound of her name.
And yet… in all her unfathomably long existence, Evangeline had never felt such a profound sense of unease as she did now.
The moment her gaze fell upon Riley—the young man her daughter had casually introduced as her master—her immortal soul recoiled.
He was handsome, yes, with a calm, almost disarmingly youthful face, but there was something behind those eyes… something ancient.
Something terrifying. It was as if he were not merely looking at her—but through her.
All at once, the weight of his gaze tore through her spiritual defenses like paper.
