Without Wings

Chapter One “You called to see me, your Holiness?” Sanctus drew a pale, long-fingered hand towards Credo as he signaled him to sit down beside him. Agnus peered back at Credo with contempt, his ridiculous monocle glinting as he did so. “Ah, Credo. I was just leaving.” Agnus decided to say a little too loudly. “Your excellency.” He bowed dramatically as he exited the room. Despite several attempts to take his place, Credo was almost certain Sanctus would never sway for the likes of Agnus....