Chapter 32: Church Of Eternal Light
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Astrael pushed the door and stepped into the room, drying the last traces of water from his damp hair, now dressed in his fresh clothes. Immediately, everyone’s attention fell on him present in the room. Three people were sitting there. One is obvious: his father. And the other two were unfamiliar.
Astrael’s gaze swept across the room.
His father, Baron Kaelen, sat at the head of the table, hands folded neatly atop a sealed document. His expression was unreadable. Seated opposite him were two strangers.
The first was a man clad in the immaculate white and gold robes. His long sleeves bore the embroidered insignia of a radiant sun with thirteen rays. He was young, but unnaturally so, his features too smooth, too perfect. He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
The second figure beside him was a warrior with tall and broad stature. His armour was simple, a white cloak draped across one shoulder, marked by the same sun insignia. His eyes were cold.
The priest spoke first.
"You must be the Astrael Ravenastra."
His voice was smooth, gentle laced sweetness.
Astrael stepped forward and gave a small bow.
Baron Kaelen’s voice broke the silence, "Astrael, this is Father Lucien. Beside him is Ser Deyros, a Knight of the Thirteenth Vigil."