Written in the style of A Storm of Swords by GRR Martin:

Deacon Ellis tugged his collar but did not let Clarence pass. “Step aside. I must speak with Arthur.”

“The elder is indisposed. He’ll speak when his schedule permits. I know he’s eager. There are some notes in his congregational address he wants your feedback on.”

Congregational address? That’s not part of Arthur’s responsibilities. “I would be happy to offer notes. When was he permitted to speak publicly?”

“Just today. as the campus chief exhorter.”

Ridiculous. The board would never authorize such a thing. Unless… Clarence tried the doorway again. “I must speak with him immediately.”

The deacon did not budge.