Chapter 58
While Song’s insistence that the matters with the Nineteenth and the Ivory Library were not best resolved with stacked corpses was a mite puzzling, she had made a request for help and Angharad was honorbound to follow through with it.
She was, after all, the only member of the Thirteenth who could do this.
Captain Domingo Santos was a Master of the Akelarre Guild, and as a brigadier’s personal Navigator he ranked his own rooms. Since Captain Domingo might also be a member of the Ivory Library the Thirteenth had an interest in looking through that room, but a Navigator’s private affairs were not something easily pried into. Certainly not without them noticing.
Unless, of course the investigation was done purely through a vision within Angharad’s own mind.
Limping past the man’s room on the way to breakfast, Angharad breathed in and mere heartbeats later breathed out.
She looked down at her hand and the steel prying bar she had brought with her. Apparently forcing the door open was a good way to get both the bar and half her fingers devoured by black mist, so perhaps another approach was required.
And a letter to Tristan, who might have advice on the subject of breaking into somewhere.
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On the twenty-second day of the Thirteenth’s stay on Asphodel, Song was forced to admit she had run out of excuses to avoid the palace.