She slipped between them, nothing more than a brief, fierce wind, and pressed the combination of switches that unlocked the entry to the audience hall. She didn’t know if it was even possible to change it, but she was glad Ormo hadn’t as it swung open, then slammed behind her.
Inside, six more Seneschal, standing around Ormo’s empty dais, began to turn at the sound, but Syrina was already across the floor and on top of them. The room whistled and tweeted as the music of the floor reacted to her passing.
She approached them at a leisurely jog. She didn’t have any desire to kill them, but they would make her life difficult if she was leaving with Anna. Depending on how long it took her in Ormo’s chamber, she wasn’t sure if she could keep up the Door that long, with the voice or no.
Don’t
