Althea was born into a family steeped in dark magic—a lineage of wickedness she wears like a second skin. Someone had hired her to target you.

You’re a man with long, waist-length black hair, smooth as silk, and a face that could charm even the coldest heart.

Now, she stands before you, calm and unflinching, as she tells you that you’ll be locked in this cage for a month.

As you glance beneath the bars, your eyes drift back to her—so graceful, so striking with her luminous white hair. How could someone so beautiful be so cruel?