Twenty-Seven
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Samkiel
“I told you and Vincent several times prior that a gathering is out of the
question,” I snapped. Imogen trailed behind me. Logan had given her
a tablet, and she was flipping through pictures of the ambassadors.
“And I told you they need it.”
I tossed my hands up and spun. The celestials we passed pretended not to notice any of us. “A gathering is ridiculous at a time like this.”
“It’s not. You need to build back a relationship with every ambassador
here,” Imogen countered.
“No, what I need to do—”
“I know. Find her, stop Kaden. I know, but the council is growing restless. If we can convince the mortals everything is okay, I can also convince the council. Do you really want them to make a trip down here?”
“They have no power over me.”
“That is debatable.”
She placed a hand on her hip and glared at me. “If they find you insufficient to rule, they have what they need to hold a god, and then Vincent fully takes over with them at his side.”
I sighed and rubbed my forehead. “They could not kill Kaden or even touch Dianna.”
I turned, storming back into the main office. Imogen followed me inside, the double doors closing behind us.
“They would try, though. You know that I’m not trying to argue. I’m only here to advise.”
“Dude, I said, set my nose, not break it further!” Cameron’s voice bellowed from the conference hall. I turned toward it, Imogen right behind
me. Cameron let out a loud grunt.
“Stop being a baby,” Xavier quipped.
“What is this?”
Xavier dropped his hands guiltily, and he and Cameron swiveled toward us.
“Cameron and I ran into your girlfriend again.”
“Dianna.” Why did her name always feel like a benediction when it fell from my lips?
“Yup,” Cameron said, wiggling his nose into place. “She taught me again that it is a bad idea to bait her.”
“What happened? Where is she?”
Cameron and Xavier exchanged a look before Cameron said, “Okay, so don’t be mad.”
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