I stood before the mirror, fastening the last button of my black suit. The reflection staring back at me was sharp, collected, a man prepared to face a hall of kings and cutthroats at the grand dinner party. Riversun would hold its breath tonight, waiting to see who dared sit at my table.
Then—
Beep.
The sudden chime of my phone broke the silence. I frowned, reaching for it.
One picture.
I tapped the screen, and my world tilted.
A woman. Not just any woman. Her face was older now, lined with time, but her presence still radiated power. I knew her name instantly—everyone did.
Selene Aurelius.
The greatest architect the world has ever known. The woman who built empires of steel and glass, whose designs made skylines bow in reverence. Every engineer worshiped her genius, every archite
