The party moved out and as soon as they cleared the gate, Sandreena hurried to Creegan’s office. On top of his desk lay two letters and the bundle she had carried from Durbin.
She looked at the first paper, which had her name on it. She opened it and read:Sandreena, if the Goddess wills it, we will meet again. Know the trusts rests with you and I have faith you will discharge the duties I’ve given you as well as if I understood them myself. I’ve left you a list of those who you may rely upon—she knew he meant those who could be trusted in dealing with the Conclave—and a report you must attend to at once. May the Goddess go with you. It was signed onlyCreegan.
She examined the list and saw only five names on it. Four were priests and one was the orderly assigned to this office, the only members of the Order of the Shield who apparently knew about the Conclave of Shadows.
She looked up to see the man named on the list, a Pryor of the Order, Brother Willoby. He was a round-faced, stocky man with a constantly worried expression. He said, ‘Sister? May I be of service?’
She sat down in Creegan’s chair and said, ‘I will let you know, brother.’
‘I will be outside if you need me,’ he answered. Unlike the Knights, the clerical branch of the Order worked within the temples, as lay priests, but they were not administrators by choice. They were men and women who had wished to serve the Goddess, but found they lacked the strength of arm to serve in the field. Like most of the Knights, Sandreena hardly gave the pryors a moment’s thought, but she suspected that she would come to appreciate them much more as she looked at the rest of the documents beside the desk that required her attention.
She took the list of names and folded it up. She had already memorized the names and would burn it later.
Then she opened the report given her by the nameless Kingdom noble and read it. She put it down, picked it up again and read it for a second time.
Standing up she shouted, ‘Willoby!’
Within a moment, the cleric appeared, ‘Yes, sister?’
‘Three things: First, do I have a second-in-command?’
The question seemed to startle him for a moment, as she was known to be the Father-Bishop’s second. ‘Why, no,’ he said, ‘I mean, you are the second-in-command, but with the Father-Bishop gone…I mean, no, there’s no designated person now.’
‘Very well,’ she replied. ‘You are my second, as of now.’
He blinked, then said, ‘I suppose that’s all right.’
‘Well, since I am currently the highest ranking member of the Order west of Malac’s Cross, you can be sure it’s all right.’
He seemed to take her forcefulness in stride as she stood up and put the report under her tunic. ‘Next, have my horse made ready with a week’s provisions.’
‘Your horse?’ asked the clerk.
‘Yes,’ said Sandreena. ‘I need to depart on a mission today.’
‘But who…?’ he began, then saw her looking at him.
‘You’re in charge until I get back,’ she said.
‘Me?’ He was almost speechless, but nodded and said, ‘I’ll have your horse made ready, Sister.’
She waited until he was gone then allowed herself a low growl of frustration. ‘You bastard,’ she said softly with Creegan in mind. She had mistaken his kiss as a signal of the passion they had withheld over the years, but reading the report had rid her of that notion. It was merely a kiss of apology.Of course he wouldn’t tell me what he would do about this, she thought. Sandreena had no choice other than to do exactly what he would have done anyway: send herself on a mission that would most likely get her killed.
Swearing at the curse men had proved to be in her life, she moved out of his office and headed to the armoury to see if her newfound rank would provide her with better armour and weapons.
CHAPTER FOUR - Death Magic
PUG HELD UP HIS HAND.
The two black armoured guardsmen at the door to the ancient temple were startled to see the three men appear out of a grey void that had not been there moments before.
Pug said, ‘We’re here to see the High Priest.’
Amirantha looked up at the sky and saw a clear, starry night. ‘We’re somewhere in the east, aren’t we?’
Jim said, ‘Rillanon. This is the temple of Lims-Kragma.’
Amirantha said, ‘That makes sense.’