Evie stared at The First, trying to process what she was seeing. The woman looked young, maybe in her thirties, but her eyes held centuries. She wore simple dark clothes, but power radiated from her like heat from a fire.
"You were expecting someone else?" The First asked, amused.
"I was not sure what to expect," Evie said honestly.
"Honesty. How refreshing." The First walked closer, her footsteps silent despite the concrete floor. "Most people lie when they are scared. But you, little human, you tell the truth even when it might hurt you."
"I am not here to play games," Evie said. "You wanted to talk, so talk."
The First smiled. "Brave too. I see why Gideon chose you. Though I must admit, I do not agree with his choice."
"You are the one who set the fire," Evie said. It was not a qu
