"What?!" Rynell's face blanched as white.
He turned and ran, every stride carrying him toward the underground prayer chamber.
'Zairine lay within. She must not be harmed!'
Seralyn, seeing this, hurried after him.
When they arrived, the chamber was already engulfed in roaring flames. Fire was spreading outward rapidly, threatening the storage vaults beneath the house.
Rynell thought of nothing. He snatched a pail of water from the servant's hands, dashed it over his own body, and turned to shout at every guard and attendant present.
"All of you, follow me inside! Bring out Zairine! Bring out the bier!"
He charged through the doorway first, the guards close behind.
Flames seared the entrance, heat stinging the skin the moment they crossed the threshold. Heedless of the burn, he car
