One especially dark night, Garric Sloan was sitting in his office, taking care of some documents when he felt a shiver run down his side, his heartbeat quickening. He turned around to check his surroundings, but he didn't see anyone or anything. Still, something was warning him of danger. He glanced at the open window and stood up to close it.
But the moment he stood up, a lazy voice laced with amusement. "Viscount Sloan, did you hear about the plans the new Emperor has with you?"
Garric Sloan instantly turned around to look towards the voice and froze when he saw the person. "Michael Grayson?" he frowned. "What is the Emperor's teacher doing here?"
"Nothing much!" Michelle was leaning against the wall in her disguise, a lazy smile on her lips. Her purple eyes were gleaming with cold amusement as her long silver hair cascaded down her body. For a man, she was disguised as, her stature was small, but her aura made up for it.
