David took another sip of the clarity tea, feeling its effects sharpen his thoughts to razor precision. "I'm a seer," he said simply. "I have... visions. Glimpses of possible futures, fragments of hidden knowledge, insights into the true nature of people and events."
The lie came easily, a half-truth wrapped in just enough mystery to be believable. Veylith's eyes widened slightly, genuine shock replacing her calculated composure.
"A true seer?" she breathed. "But that's... those bloodlines were thought extinct. The last confirmed seer died over two thousand years ago during the Twilight Purges."
"Apparently not quite extinct," David replied, deliberately keeping his tone neutral. "Though I don't advertise the fact. You can imagine why."
