He wasn't wearing his melancholic, tragic evening wear anymore.
He had completely transformed his aura, adopting the crisp, sterile energy of a professional academic. But the physical markers were unmistakable.
'He infiltrated the estate,' Seraphina realized, her heart pounding with a sudden thrill of espionage. 'The absolute madman faked his credentials, bypassed Alistair's background checks, and walked right through the front door.'
"Archduke von Nacht," the tutor greeted, his voice smooth, rich, and perfectly modulated. He offered a crisp, minimal bow. "I am Professor Roan. It is an honor to be accepted into your household."
"The honor is pending, Professor," Kaelus rumbled, his voice a lethal, freezing caress.
Kaelus stepped forward, keeping Seraphina securely behind his leg. He towered over the 'scholar', projecting his dark mana with suffocating, oppressive intent.
