The Reader's eyes narrowed.
This was the most protected region of the Vosskarr Clan. Calling it secure hardly did the Archive justice. Patriarchs had been denied entry to certain halls, elders had died for crossing thresholds without permission, and there were ancestral words embedded into the walls that had outlived entire civilizations.
Every layer of protection had been written by someone who understood Will at a level most of the galaxy couldn't comprehend. Bloodline, identity, Karma, intent, even the rhythm of one's thoughts were checked before they could approach the Reader's chamber.
Someone capable of slipping through all of that should have been an expert amongst experts, an existence so old and accomplished that even the current Patriarch would have to treat them with caution.
Yet the woman standing across from her was only a C-tier.
That made the situation far more interesting.
