Sins of the Fathers.

Unknown’s POV***

When the tides shift in a certain direction, a passerby must choose wisely: do you follow where the tide drags you, or do you anchor yourself and remain where you are?

I had been sitting in the corners for so long, watching, absorbing, thinking. Always listening, never speaking.

My role had been that of the shadow, the unnoticed observer. But even shadows must sometimes decide which way to lean.

What would my next move be? Who would I place my bet on?

The woman I worked for was no doubt powerful, ruthless even. At first, it had been thrilling. Her command, her brilliance, her fire, it drew me in like a moth to a flame.

But now? Now I had seen beneath the layers of her perfection, and the fun had evaporated like morning mist under the sun.

Power is intoxicating until you glimpse the cost of carrying it.

What if, just what if, I made a U-turn and served someone else? What if I shifted allegiance?

How would that change the dynamics of everything? Would it tilt the balanc