My clan was one of those that founded the Empire. One of those—many generations—who stood guard between the world of people and demons, until the intrigues of noble houses led us to poverty and ruin. From my ancestors I inherited only the memory of blood and a demon mentor. However, the House of Morozovs will live as long as its last representative lives, and I won’t be the last one. It’s time to change things, reclaim what is owed by right—and let everyone remember why we’re called White-Haired demons…