Jared knew the celestials thrived on rank; every rule inside this fortress screamed power above all.
As Clive the envoy, he technically stood several rungs above simple gate guards, and Jared made sure they remembered it.
When manners collapsed into open conflict, their badges could not protect them, Jared doubted they would gain any advantage.
He caught the flicker of confusion on their faces, why was the usually pliant envoy suddenly this fierce?
Perhaps they blamed his sour mood on that rumored ambush, the thought darted across their eyes. Or maybe they sensed deeper trouble in his mission and wanted no part of it.
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