The Quest of Sha-Ree (Daring Alina Luxera, Book 2) - Part 3 by Elon Vidal

Author:Elon Vidal [Vidal, Elon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Light Age Media
Published: 2021-11-02T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

“I’m getting a little tired of this,” Fivera complained.

Alina awoke on a couch. Zuro was stirring at her feet. This one was leather and the cushions were too hard. All three sat side by side in front of a chrome and glass coffee table. Magazines were spread across the table neatly. Across from them was a desk, behind which sat a woman with dark rimmed glasses. She was typing. The room was softly lit and decorated in very neutral tones. After the opulence of Astraios and Ouranos’ home atop the Pillars, this was almost boring in its corporate banality.

“Where are we this time?” River wondered.

Alina stood. She looked down at herself. She was wearing a dark trouser suit. So was River. Fivera wore a navy blue, three piece suit with a striped tie.

“And what the Hades is all this?” Fivera demanded.

“These are Earth clothes,” River replied, “we couldn’t be on Earth, could we?”

“I don’t think so,” Alina said.

She walked towards the woman typing at the desk and almost fell flat on her face. Her shoes had high and very impractical heels. After doddering on them like a fawn taking its first steps, she snatched them off and hurled them aside. They were only doing their best to save the world, just once it would be nice to meet someone who wasn’t either indifferent or actively opposed.

“Can you tell me where we are?” she said.

The typist didn’t look up from her work.

“We’ve been sent by Hekate. We need to see the Timeless.”

Nothing.

“Let me try, Alina,” River said.

She also wore heels but seemed to be mastering them better than Alina had. After a few false starts she managed the walk to the desk without tripping.

“Excuse us. We have an appointment,” she said.

The typist immediately looked up. “Of course, madam. Can I take your name?”

“River of Covenstead,” River replied.

She glanced at a clock behind the desk. “It’s for two.”

The clock showed five minutes before two. The typist consulted a book, scanning a list of names, then carefully placing a tick next to one. She looked up, holding up the book and reversing it in River’s favor.

“If you wouldn’t mind signing in please?” she asked politely.

She offered a pen to River, who took it and scribbled her name.

“What’s the date today? I lose track.”

“It’s the fifteenth,” the typist told her.

“Thank you.” River scribbled the date in and handed pen and book back.

“OK, you can go right in. They should be ready for you now.” The typist indicated a door to their right.

Alina frowned. The door had not been there before that moment, she was sure of it. River nodded to the others and they fell in alongside her.

“What was all that about?” Fivera whispered.

“That’s a demon. I recognize the aura. I think it’s a Waster. One of Kronos’ creations. You have to give the right responses or it will keep you prisoner in this limbo forever.”

“And how did you know the right responses?” Fiver asked.

“I didn’t. But I recognize the environment. I was on earth until my late teens.

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