The Sorcerer's Imps

Part 3 of 3: Into the Wicked Queen's Domain

Queen Jezdriel lay in her bed, Torik beside her. He had returned early from his journey, having scoured the mountains in his sector at speeds not humanly possible, but very possible for a goblin, descended from one of the races of Nephilim still spoken of as legend even though his kind had infiltrated human society rather thoroughly. After verifying there was no sign of the sorcerer in his twenty five miles of mountains and caves he sped back to his queen within days. Torik’s special bond with the dark and evil of the spirit realm was such that throughout his journey he had been able to transmit mental images to Jezdriel’s demon, who allowed her to see what he saw. Torik had no desire to sit the throne, his only desire was to ride the queen herself and let the humans squabble for power. The other two knights, Bartilon, and Ramse, were mere men, albeit men of undying devotion to Jezdriel, and would need to bring their reports to her in person unless a raven brought something back first…