Golden Souls by Lynda Williams, is a story of Amel's envoy period. Illustrations are by Richard Bartrop.
Amel and Ril square off
The door opened behind them.
Amel began to rise and turn, then threw himself down over Dela.
Fearing another fit, Dela gave a shriek and thrashed to escape.
"Get away from her," ordered Lady Ril.
Past Amel’s shoulder, Dela could see Ril standing in the door, holding something she was pointing at them. She stopped fighting. She could feel Amel shaking. He loosened his hold on her slowly and straightened, keeping himself between her and Ril.
"Look at me, monster," Ril demanded.
He did not turn, but kept his eyes on Dela instead.
Dela sat up starting to fix her hair. All the wrestling with Amel had shaken thick locks loose. But she froze in shock at the impossible sight of Ril, in the doorway. She was holding the stable hand’s gun in both hands, and pointing it at Amel's back where he stood between Ril and herself.
"Ril!" Dela could hardly breathe. She paused to cough.
"Ril you are holding a gun! A gun!"
Ril could be executed by Vretla Vrel or any of the Dem’Vrel for such a trespass!