Who was that man? Alexa examined him from top to bottom while she took the nightingale from its captivity and calmed the bird with affection. The tall warrior with an enigmatic expression, a shaved head in the old Roman style, strong and clearly aged by battles, kept a calculating gaze on the maiden. A slight, almost imperceptible, smile escaped the corner of his lips.
He was a Lazarite and he knew who she was ... That meant that ...
She didn't know what it meant. In the past, the Pater Chapter in Constantinople, headquarters of the Order, had split up because of events involving the Dallassenos. This could only be the trigger for something much bigger. But the fact is that Alexa's family has been betrayed more than once. Should she trust this man, who presented himself to her as a member of an Order that was officially abolished and extinct?
Or was that a divine sign that Alexa Dallassenos was never alone, as an initiate was taught to believe?