“You’ve got talent and the will to become a great empress one day.” Rouya heard her father’s words echoing in her mind.
Ardeshir’s body tensed as he stood outside the chamber along with Ervin and Yazdan. Yazdan had managed to secure a meeting with the Council of Grand Magi and the Arch Mage. He’d only ever been in contact with local level magi and the managers of the regional guilds, the High Mage.
“They’re coming,” Markus shouted as he stormed out of the room and nearly collided with Rouya. “More of Kalim’s soldiers are marching on the castle. We have to escape from here at once.”