The Scarecrow (Master Of Malice Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
She entered with Cal and Tad behind her, and they removed their cloaks and hung them on pegs. Ruvar appeared at the far end of the hallway and greeted them warmly. He had changed out of his cleric’s robes and once again wore everyday clothing. Sullyan saw Cal shake his head. It seemed he still had trouble equating the revered head of a strict holy order with this very ordinary young man. Ruvar beckoned them into his living space, where breakfast foods were laid out. The aromas of tea and fellan pervaded the air. The cleric bade them sit and served them himself, holding up a hand at Sullyan’s protest. “There’s no formality here, Colonel, except in the execution of our office. We are all equals in our faith; my position as Cleric Patrio is more ceremonial than hierarchical. Any one of us might have been chosen for the role at Damas’s passing.” “And why were you chosen, Patrio?” Sullyan asked casually. Cal wasn’t the only one to wonder about this cleric’s worldly demeanor and casual mode of dress.
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