Seated behind her desk, the Prelate looked up as Desa entered her office. Her face was pinched into an expression of rank disapproval. “Well,” she said. “Let’s get this over with. I’m a very busy woman.”
The window behind her looked out on shadowy buildings under a twilight-blue sky. Desa was well aware of the late hour. Daresina said her schedule was packed to bursting and they were lucky to get a few minutes with her before she retired to her chambers for the evening. Well, a few minutes was better than nothing.
Desa strode up to the desk, stopping right in front of it, and regarded the other woman for a very long moment. “We have a request,” she said. “We need to petition the Synod for access to the Vadir Scrolls.”
Vadir Scrolls.Removing his rumpled hat, Tommy stepped up beside her.
