Inside the dimly lit hut, a woman sat calmly on a chair around a wooden table, her entire form was covered in dark shadowy cloth.
But even the fabric failed to completely hide the graceful presence and the natural curves beneath.
She was Lia Moonveil.
Morvana's trusted shadow and the only person in this academy who could insult the Demon Matriarch and not immediately regret it.
"Fuck that bitch," she muttered, her eyes cold.
Ever since she left Morvana's office, that same question kept circling her mind without any answers.
Why was Morvana so interested in that boy?
It just made no sense at all.
Lia had served the Matherion family all her life.
Not just her but all her bloodline had.
Generations of Moonveils were bound by an ancient curse which made them obey, kneel and even die at the command of Matherions.
She was supposed to be the same.
Just another mindless puppet.
