He saw me.
Cipher narrowed her eyes at the black-haired boy standing beside her idiot daughter.
She wasn't careless. Never had been.
A tracker was fitted into the "special" dress she'd given Vanyaa. Just as a precaution. She couldn't afford to take risks—not with her.
She'd known Vanyaa had slipped into the academy.
Cipher had been days away from infiltrating it herself to drag the girl back. Her plan was nearly complete.
But just as she was preparing to move within a few days, she sensed her daughter approaching the Obsidian Exchange.
So she decided to greet her—with all the warmth she was known for.
What she didn't expect… was an uninvited guest at her daughter's side.
A masked figure.
She recognised the mask immediately.
Alden Draven.
So she did what she did best: she slipped into an illusion, hiding herself from all sight.
She wanted to see what kind of trouble Vanyaa had gotten involved with.
And then Vanyaa called him Master.
Cipher didn't feel rage. Not yet.
