Angels And Djinn, Book 3: Zariel's Doom - Plot & Excerpts
Zerai cast an uneasy look at the doors of the audience chamber. He remembered them, dimly. Eight years ago he had walked proudly through those doors with Nezana perched on his fist and asked Negus Salloran to let him become a magi warrior. He tried to imagine that he took the rejection better than he remembered it.“Why?” Veneka looked at him. “I’m not a cleric. I’ll just wait here, with Nadira.”“The queen asked about you,” Kiya said. “Just before we left, she asked me to find out how you were doing. She might like to see you again.”Zerai frowned. “And they’ll want to see Nadira,” Adina added.Zerai frowned a little deeper. He looked at the four Sophirim warriors flanking the doors in their gray tunics and massive gauntlets, and then he glanced at the slender ministers in blue and white whispering halfway down the corridor. There was nowhere to sit in the corridor. “Fine. I’ll go.”The doors opened and an elderly man in blue led them into a large room filled mostly with desks and tables where clerks and scribes and ministers were all bent over their papers, talking in hushed voices, and looking generally exhausted and anxious.
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