She knew she wasn't going to live a long life. But deep down, despite all her shouting, threats, and irritation... she truly didn't want to destroy this guy's future.
Even after she eventually died and left this world, she genuinely wanted Samuel to live a long, happy, and peaceful life. She wanted him to be free of the villainous tragedy that had been written for him.
But as she watched the capital citizens pointing and whispering excitedly as the Vanguard carriage drove past, Heena knew the cold, hard truth.
By tying himself so publicly to the notorious Madam of the Vanguard, Samuel had painted a massive target on his own back. The Emperor, the Marquis, the rival factions—they would all see him as her weakness.
'Look's like this guy's life is not going to be easy after all,' Heena thought softly, a rare look of protective resolve settling into her fox-like eyes. 'I suppose I'll just have to clear as many enemies out of his path as I can before my time is up.'
