In a marble room, hidden beneath the foundations of one of Black Rock Academy's great noble houses, the patriarchs and matriarchs of at least eight powerful lineages gathered. All shared the same concern… and the same mistake.
"Are you sure William escaped?" Larsen Vaehem asked, his gaze fixed on his wine glass. "Wasn't he supposed to be cornered?"
"Algheron's men said so. What I don't understand is how, if we sent him directly from the portal, we even gave him a full battalion in case Aurus appeared and tried to rescue him," replied an old man with white hair and a peaceful expression, as if none of this concerned him.
