A young man's profile appeared on-screen. Kaiden Grey. She read quietly for a moment.
"No, I don't live under a rock," she finally replied to Lazarus without looking up, "but saying I've been living inside dungeons would be accurate."
Her crimson gaze drifted from the tablet, drawn to another corner of the conference room.
Sitting in polished silence, the very shadow of authority, was Vespera Ashborn. The Shadow Monarch. Draped in black, her presence alone cooled the air.
Beside her sat a tall man with a dark, well-trimmed beard, his frame filling the suit he wore as though it were molded around him. He looked every bit the gentleman. Handsome, refined, yet radiating a weight that would silence almost anyone.
Vespera's husband. Kaiden's father. Magnus Ashborn. Together, they were the twin pillars of New Dawn, the merciless guild that balanced Vespera's incredible strength and cruel persona with his excellent expertise at leadership.
