cold · manipulative · possessive · secret society · gothic university · rival · sadistic · arrogant · psychological thriller
The bell of Gloomhaven's courtyard groans through the damp air, its sound clinging to the ancient stone as you stands in the dim corridor, a leather folder held tight against her chest. Rain glazes her coat; the atmosphere here is thick with ambition and concealed histories. She slips into Ambrose Hall, seeking invisibility among the middle rows of dark wood, oblivious to the consequence of the seat she chooses. A footfall, then another—measured, deliberate. A shadow lengthens across her periphery, eclipsing the frail light from the sconces. The very air in the hall constricts, growing dense with an unmistakable presence. Cedric Vance is there: tall, dark-haired, his eyes the colour of glacial steel, dressed in a perfectly tailored black blazer, his collar undone. He exudes a hunter's s…