Lilith once again found herself walking toward yet another noble meeting—because of Damon. Even in his absence, even without his meddling hands cooking up some new scheme, he still found a way to cover the heavens with a single palm. A commoner, and yet somehow, nobles were being forced to move, to react, all because of him.
She stopped in front of the towering grand doors, their engraved surface humming faintly with old enchantments. Slowly, she pulled one open and stepped through. By the time she entered, the two official representatives of the academy were already seated.
