She slammed the aperture behind her, hoping none of the Seneschal would open it until Ormo got there, and took the steps five and six at a time. Far away, she heard some kind of booming chime. She wondered if he had set an alarm for her eventuality. Probably, she thought. Ormo considered everything.
Then again, he had told her the first time she’d found her way here a lifetime ago that this place would be off limits to her, and yet here she was.
She pulled open the now-familiar white, non-metal door, half-wondering if it would be sealed, the other half wondering whether Ormo could even lock it beyond the crossbar on the other side.
It pulled open. She streaked in, jamming the crossbar down behind her the same time she saw a hint of motion coming at her from across the room. Beyond, she
