Chapter 401: The Wise One

A musical sound came from the door and Sarah stiffened. She really didn't want to meet another Aurelian that wanted to pull her hair out of her head.

The other woman laughed, a shrill sound echoing the sick enjoyment in her eyes. "Ah, I'd hoped he'd get here sooner."

Sarah clenched her hands to hide their trembling; whoever was at the door was more bad news. She straightened her spine and glared at the smirking priest. Only his small ridge and green-and-copper skin looked Zyrgin. He wore clothes of finest silk, his heeled, gem-encrusted boots different from the plain Zyrgin boots. He'd allowed himself to be seduced by luxury.

"He's going to make you regret you were ever born," she snarled at the priest, all the while worrying about who was at the door.