WarMage: Undeniable (The Never Ending War Book 4) by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Carr, Martha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Raven sat on the steps outside Dresdel’s Town Hall, stared at the huge clocktower in the center of town, and sighed in frustration. That guy behind the desk told me ten minutes. It’s been forty-five.

The door behind her at the top of the steps swung open, and a man wearing a long, bright red robe darted down the stairs with scrolls and a few huge tomes tucked under his arms.

“Excuse me.” She stood as he descended. “Can you tell me how long—”

The man brushed past her and disappeared into the busy throng of Dresdel’s people going about their lives.

“Thanks, anyway,” she muttered and let her hand fall against her thigh. “This is ridiculous.”

The young mage headed up the stairs and pulled the huge wooden door open. Her work boots clicked against the polished stone floors when she stepped inside. Once the door shut, it took her a moment to adjust to the much darker room before she walked down the long hallway at the front of the building toward the man seated behind that desk.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?” His quill scratched furiously across his parchment paper, but he didn’t look up.

“Raven Alby again. Waiting for Magister Verdeel. I think it’s been a little longer than ten minutes, which is what you told me the second time.”

The man’s head whipped up and he pushed his thin-framed spectacles up onto the bridge of his nose with a sigh. “Raven Alby. Yes. I apologize, Miss Alby. Again. But Magister Verdeel has been in meetings all morning.”

“I know. It’s three-thirty in the afternoon.”

“It’s—” He cocked his head and frowned. “Are you sure?”

“I was outside watching the clocktower.”

“Hmm. Well, the best I can do is to tell you to sit once more and wait. It shouldn’t be more than another—”

“That’s okay. Don’t try to guess the time again. Can I sit in one of these chairs?”

“Of course.”

Raven turned and strode toward the long row of chairs on her right along the hallway. Three men and a woman were waiting there as well. One of the men had his eyes closed, his head propped against the wall. The other two men spoke to each other in low voices, and the woman had pulled some yarn and knitting needles out to pass the time.

I bet that’s more to keep from dying of boredom than to hang on her wall later. The thought made her smirk, and she took an empty seat between her and the men deep in conversation. On the other side of the woman, the sleeping man grunted, shifted his position, and began to snore.

“How long have you been waiting?” Raven whispered and leaned slightly toward the woman.

“I have no idea.” The needles moved rhythmically and their wielder looked up with a gentle smile. “Did you bring something with you?”

“No. I didn’t think I’d be here this long.”

The woman chuckled. “You’re not from Dresdel, are you?”

“What gave it away?”

“The fact that you stepped into the Town Hall without anything to keep you busy.” The woman nodded toward the large cloth bag at her feet.

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