As the blood-red eyes of the 14th Prince looked down on her, the spy's entire body shivered with a sense of horror. His calm smile, which would have appeared amicable and polite to most other people, appeared to be sinister and ruthless to her. Just the thought that not even her mind was protected from the prince's cold gaze was enough to fill her with a primordial dread unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Her path in the profound way had been anything but smooth; she had faced far more obstacles than many of her peers could even imagine. However, this also meant that she had the resolve and tenacity to get through any situation life threw at her. No matter what happened, she refused to give up and before she even knew it, she had already become far stronger than anyone in her age group, going so far as to become a member of the Black Council at the tender age of 35.
