Chapter 7

Calista Fai

Amber was such a sweet girl, the stinging gash on my arm was well worth the effort to save her from a life of goddess only knows what. She led me along the main corridor in the West wind and through the heavy double doors into a foyer that could comfortably fit my parents’ house inside it twice.

A small seating area was set up to the right of the front doors, the floor to ceiling windows on either side of the door let in an abundance of light. There were several doors off the room as well as a huge staircase that led up to the first floor. I followed amber up the stairs, noticing for the first time the middle-aged man following silently behind us, dressed all in black, and mentally noted that he must be the warrior Tristan said he would assign to the floor.

We walked along the open plan landing that looked down on the foyer below then along the corridor to the right and up a second set of stairs to a