Julies Evans POV:
The character of Emma Voss was always a complicated one in the game.
A vengeful soul wrapped in silk and gold.
"Mother, I will definitely avenge you…!"
Yes, that was the true Emma. The kind of woman who would chase every criminal across the empire just to satisfy the burning promise in her heart.
And to be fair—she was good at it.
That was precisely the problem.
Someone like her, obsessed with justice and revenge, was dangerous to a man like me. Right now, I'd managed to humiliate her, but humiliation only sharpened her fangs. She'd remember this. She'd come for me, again and again, until the score was settled.
Eventually, she might even reach for the Evans family if it meant getting to me.
So.
"…I need to shake off this annoyance."
I muttered under my breath, twisting my lips into a crooked grin as I watched the faint glimmer of gold and green approaching across the snowy wilderness. Brilliant light spilling over white frost—her carriage.
