Raven came to a stop, his sharp brows slightly furrowed at Evelyn’s sudden appearance.
“Miss Dermot, what brings you here?” he asked. His voice was a little less cold than usual, but still far from warm.
Evelyn was the daughter of Amanda Dermot, a respected council member and once a close friend of his late mother. So even though Raven didn’t particularly like Evelyn, he still gave her a certain level of courtesy.
Evelyn smiled gently and replied,
“My mother heard you’ve been at the military camp all week. She was worried you were overworking yourself, so she asked me to check on you.”
At her words, a flicker of softness passed through Raven’s heart. Ever since his mother passed away from illness, Aunt Amanda had always shown concern for him. Her care never crossed the line, but it wa
