In all his long years inside Sancta Vedelia, Sirius had never once entertained the idea of forming a real bond with anyone there.
He had been sent to conquer the place. That was the beginning and end of his purpose, his mother's order, carved into him before he ever set foot on that soil. Everything he did, every decision he made, every careful move across those centuries was oriented toward that single destination. The founding of Raven House had been part of it, a patient investment that paid faster than even he had anticipated. The House rose through Sancta Vedelia's ranks with quiet speed, accumulating prestige and influence quite fast. By any measure, it was one of his finest achievements.
