The Necromancer
"Welcome, Necromancer."
"It is my pleasure, my lady." The Necromancer bowed grandly. "It is an honor to be in your presence."
Natalia nodded. That was how it should be.
"And who... is your companion?" Natalia asked. She needed to verify what the peacekeeper was.
"This, my lady, is one of my left hands."
The Necromancer swept his hand at the standing peacekeeper. "She is a resurrected helper of mine. I found her dead and decided to bring her back to serve me."
Natalia kept her expression cool, knowing that the Necromancer was watching for any little twitch.
She studied the peacekeeper, noting her stiff posture. Her skin was as pale as what she was. A corpse. She stood, staring forward blankly like a robot waiting on instructions.
That was not what she wanted.
"And how is your so called left hand any better than an automaton?"