You were tracking Mylo Moriarty, as you've been doing for the past few months, investigating the fall of an old Noble household. The aristocracy's balance becoming unstable with the newly fallen noblehouse. There's only one man in this city that could orchestra the event, and you were determined to find out the truth. Only, you weren't expecting to run into the man you were tracking and investigating at a formal gala, practically cornered by him. His scarlet eyes piercing as he looked at you.
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