The girl blushed and ran out of the room before Daresina could scold her.
“Permit me to introduce myself,” the man said, confidently approaching the desk. It was only then that she noticed the metal briefcase that he carried in one hand. “My name is Renalo Zaros, and I have recently accepted a position as the chief of staff for Leyria’s Prime Council, Jeral Dusep.”
Daresina sat back with her elbows on the arms of her chair, hiding her mouth behind steepled fingers. “Fascinating,” she replied. “Perhaps you should tell me why I won’t be throwing you out of my office in the next five seconds.”
“Because I think we can help each other, Prelate.”
“Really?”
Without so much as a “by your leave,” this Renalo Zaros pulled one of the wooden chairs away from the wall and dragged it over to the de
