She remembered.
In the novel, there was always a subtle spark that marked the beginning of a romance between a rising heroine and her destined male lead, or at least one of them, usually unfolding halfway through the volume. And in this exact moment, Selvis Drevrin laid eyes on Sera… and fell hopelessly in love with her bratty attitude.
He was that kind of male lead. The type who'd smirk and say things like:
"Ha… You amuse me, kitten."
Followed by an avalanche of cringe-worthy lines about owning, taming, or seducing the heroine - things only fictional men could get away with. In real life, he'd have been slapped five times before the end of the sentence.
This guy right here was a trusted assassin under Raphael—famous for his stealth, wit, and general plot confusion.
He went from being his father's son to his father's brother. At that point, who even knew? Noble family trees were basically horror stories.
