Challenge of Antares

Chapter thirteen

Chapter thirteenMy face slipped.

W’Watchun’s face turned into that of a beautiful black girl and the flopped mass of hair fell to conceal over half.

“Hurry! The women cannot see me. If a sorcerer is spying I trust this disguise will succeed. Now, go!”

Without any more ado I switched about and galloped along the passage to the creaking door.

What had happened was perfectly clear. With the ridiculous state of women in Winlan extending here to religious matters, the idiots even partitioned off their temples. Looking for secret doors I’d stumbled through into the women’s section. The dust puffed again as I sprinted for the far end and the other creaking door.

Give the sorcerer credit. I’d had the suspicion he was watching me and waiting on events hoping that my crack-brained scheme would