CHAPTER 10

UNKNOWN

If she had been more careful, she wouldn’t have been in the store when the boy arrived. She cursed as she entered her private chambers.

What was she going to do now, how would she explain that she was spotted to the high priestess. Sparking the priestess wrath was never good. She had already been on thin ice.

She floated around the room in a furry of worry, snatching her clothes as she went. Pulling her jacket from her back and slamming it on the floor. The more she reflected on what could happen to her, the more her worry turned into anger.

Perched on the bar in her room, she poured herself a generous amount of bourbon. Drinking her self-lucidness was the only way to rid herself of raging thoughts.

All knew of the high priestess ruthlessness. Little could surface her fury. Few have escaped her savagery. Those unfortunate heads are displayed along the gates walls as a warning.

Old stories spoke of the woman who birthed her. The cruelty that she endured. Despite the beati