Aaron--First Watcher by Tobias Roote

Author:Tobias Roote [ROOTE, TOBIAS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roote Publishing Ltd
Published: 2015-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

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They continued to march rapidly through the milling crowd of Sentinels, most of whom looked at Junto as if he had been dragged in on the back of a ferrel hoof. Their hostility towards Aaron was such that a look of disdain would have seemed compassionate in contrast.

Aaron felt their animosity, but cloaked his awareness lest they get wind of his talent. He was not strong enough yet to wield his powers on a level with them all and would be vulnerable here until he could.

Several attempts to break through Aaron’s defences would have proved entirely fruitless even if he had not received training by Junto on such things during their journey to the Watchtower. He would have repelled these attempts easily. They were just half-hearted, and Aaron ignored their intent, managing to appear mentally deficient in the process. This brought sniggers from the passing acolytes, giving Aaron an opportunity to fix their mental and physical features in his mind. Knowledge is power, especially in this esoteric world of emoters.

Instead, Aaron concentrated on the overall mood of the hall, sensing considerable animosity aimed at Junto, but not because he had brought Aaron into the Tower. There was something else building here and Junto could not be unaware of it. His skills, in the politics of rule by all accounts from the other two, were legendary.

As they went to mount the first set of flagstone steps to the quarters above the hall, Junto was stopped by a stern voice. “Junto! A moment, if you please.” The formal sounding request carried from across an adjoining corridor, as another Sentinel hurriedly approached their position, his purple cloak, denoting higher authority, billowing behind his fast moving figure.

“I believe you must have missed the guards who were instructed to escort you to Krendar's office.” He swept his hand past him indicating the route to the Head of the Council’s chambers. He had the expectant air of someone used to being obeyed.

Junto laughed good-naturedly. “No, Kreebo. I met the two scoundrels outside. Suffice to say they are on their backsides, the laughing stock of the quadrangle. Best you advise Krendar, they will be delayed reporting back.”

He turned his back on the First Lord’s secretary, intending to resume his climb upward with Aaron following as a quiet shadow. He got as far as the third step.

“JUNTO!”

The big man turned to see a tall, thin man approaching quickly with considerable tension reflecting in swift movements. He halted once he had Junto’s attention.

“My chambers. Immediately.” He spat out the words angrily. Aaron correctly assumed the individual to be Krendar and remained still, keeping close to Junto, while he inwardly reeled at the uncontrolled anger emanating from the thwarted self-designated leader of the Tower.

Junto turned on Krendar with the added advantage of height and size. With an affected good nature, he wagged his finger at the thin man.

“Krendar, you may rule in Council chambers. Outside of those chambers you are but a Sentinel, as am I. As such you have no authority to order me or any other Sentinel to attend you, anywhere.

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