Chapter 4
He sped down the corridors to his room. The door unlocked as soon as the scanner registered his face. He slipped through and shut it quickly behind him. Ren stood across the room, near the doorway to the bath. He’d obviously been pacing, fretting. Darzul had only been gone a couple of hours. Still, Ren had said he was not patient. It seemed he spoke nothing except the truth, at least in that.
“Get dressed and ready,” Darzul said. “Pick a black shirt and pants from my closet. Then we’ll need to shape a minor illusion to make you look even more like me. Shouldn’t be hard. We’re of a size and similar in build and features already. Your hair needs to be darker and your eyes changed. That green is not an Arzulan color, not that Mendoza would know, but the more alike we appear, the b
