Chapter Twenty-Seven
I felt the blood drain from my face as my stomach knotted in fear.
“Raziel?” Talib gave me a worried frown from where he stood in front of the desk. “Are you all right?”
“I have to go,” I blurted.
I nearly tripped over a seating cushion as I fled from the high priest’s office. I caught myself, just before I stumbled. Talib gave me a bewildered look as I ran past him, but he made no move to stop me, or raise the alarm.
The soft soles of my boots pattered lightly against the white marble floor as I ran through the empty temple with the scent of incense in my nostrils. I felt the gaze of the statue of the goddess between my shoulder blades, watching me go. I offered her a brief prayer, begging her aid for what I would have to face next.
My thoughts circled as I emer
