The safe house in Fers Domain was less "safe" and more "fortified tomb of forbidden truths." Located deep within the territories Riyan had secured months ago, it occupied space that officially didn't exist—purchased through shell corporations, maintained through automated systems that required no human oversight, accessible only to those with specific biometric authentication keyed to bloodlines the Hunter Association would rather forget existed.
The interior was a cathedral to erased history. Climate-controlled chambers lined walls of reinforced concrete, each containing documents that powerful people had tried to burn, bury, or simply pretend had never been written. Magical preservation fields kept centuries-old parchment readable. Holographic projection systems could reconstruct three-dimensional historical events from multiple documented perspectives, showing atrocities from the viewpoints of both perpetrators and victims.
