Virelle's POV
Master and my elder brother were the only ones who truly understood me. My parents? They would pay for their transgressions. A flicker of cold rage passed through me but I quickly suppressed it.
At first glance, Ethan had seemed like just another young and handsome boy though he looked a little too perfect.
His features, though still touched by boyishness hinted at a charisma that would bloom fully in a few years.
But it was his demeanour that had caught my attention. He lacked the arrogance and entitlement so common among noble-born youths. Instead, he carried himself with a calm maturity that was both disarming and intriguing.
The more time I spent observing him, the more I realized there was much more to him than I had initially assumed. He navigated the Shadowed Paths of the Euphoria Lounge with an ease that was nothing short of remarkable.
