Darin sighed deeply and turned to one of the soldiers. "Make ready for departure; it would appear as if our communicant does not meet the Light Lord's approval." The soldier nodded and moved off. Darin, meanwhile, went to the site where Giliara had so recently stood with a sense of remorse. He had liked the Brilhado whatever his affiliations. There were no assurances, of course, that, even should Giliara be genuine, the Light Lord would accept his service, but Tralin had sounded confident. This was a setback in Tralin’s plans to be sure and Darin did not relish revealing to the king what had become of the Fallen Angel.