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live? Is he in the dungeons as well?”
“Rallian?” said the man, a look of sorrow on his face. “Rallian is lost to us, and Lazar has forbidden any talk of the prince.”
Alex thought about everything he had learned for a moment, and then he waved his hand again. “Forget,” he said softly.
The officer blinked several times, then rose and bowed slightly to Alex before heading toward the main bar.
Alex sat for a few minutes longer, and then he made his way to the door. Skeld and his companions had only been in the dungeon for a week, but that was already too long. He had to get into the dungeon and find them—and fast. There was also the small piece of information about Rallian. Alex wasn’t sure why he had asked about the prince, but the soldier’s answer was interesting. If Rallian had really died, as the rumor said, why would Lazar forbid all talk about him? Alex shook his head. He was here to help Skeld and his company of adventurers, not to change the way things were in Nezza.
As the tavern door closed behind him, Alex moved down the street and into the shadows. He didn’t want any of the soldiers in the tavern to follow him, and a few of them looked like they might. After walking for several minutes and making several turns, he slowed his pace. Finding Skeld and the others was the first problem he had to solve, and he didn’t want to spend all night solving it.
As he returned to his hidden spot in the alley, Alex decided that he would have to put Skeld and his company inside his magic bag. If they were all in his bag, he would only have himself to worry about. He would need to make some changes inside his bag before attempting the rescue, however, as he had some dangerous things in his bag.
Alex stepped behind the old boards and stopped to listen. Everything was quiet, but he still waited a few minutes to make sure he was alone. Taking his magic bag in hand, he spoke softly into the top of it. The strange but familiar falling sensation swept over him, and soon Alex was moving around the main room of his bag.
Working his way through the different rooms inside his bag, Alex gathered up the books and letters he’d left lying about. He also moved his magical items into either his treasure room or his library. After one more quick check of the other rooms, he magically sealed his treasure room and library so no one but himself could enter them. Then he set out some food and water so Skeld and his friends would have something to eat once he had found them. With a simple command, he was back in the dark alley, his bag still slung around his neck. It was nearly midnight, and time for action. If all went well, Skeld’s band of adventurers would be free by morning.
Flying back to the island fortress and finding one of the half-buried windows was harder than Alex thought. The eyes of a swallow were not made to see in the dark of night, but Alex managed to fly through one of the windows and flutter down to the floor. A pale, flickering glow came from under the door, giving him enough light to see that the room was empty and he was alone. Returning to his own form, he moved to the door. There was no way to know what was waiting outside this room, so, working a little more magic, Alex became invisible.
The heavy wooden door wasn’t locked, and Alex pulled it open just enough to look into the hallway. Torches hung on the stone wall opposite the door, one about every twenty feet. There was no sign of guards. As fast as he could, Alex opened the door, stepped into the hallway, and closed the door once more.
I’m in. Now what? Alex thought.
Alex had no idea how large the dungeon was or where in the dungeon the adventurers might be. He didn’t want to wander aimlessly, but it seemed unlikely that there would be a map with the cells the adventurers were in marked on it. The well-lit hallway gave him an idea. If the hallways had light, then there must be guards who needed that light. If he could find a guard, or
“Rallian?” said the man, a look of sorrow on his face. “Rallian is lost to us, and Lazar has forbidden any talk of the prince.”
Alex thought about everything he had learned for a moment, and then he waved his hand again. “Forget,” he said softly.
The officer blinked several times, then rose and bowed slightly to Alex before heading toward the main bar.
Alex sat for a few minutes longer, and then he made his way to the door. Skeld and his companions had only been in the dungeon for a week, but that was already too long. He had to get into the dungeon and find them—and fast. There was also the small piece of information about Rallian. Alex wasn’t sure why he had asked about the prince, but the soldier’s answer was interesting. If Rallian had really died, as the rumor said, why would Lazar forbid all talk about him? Alex shook his head. He was here to help Skeld and his company of adventurers, not to change the way things were in Nezza.
As the tavern door closed behind him, Alex moved down the street and into the shadows. He didn’t want any of the soldiers in the tavern to follow him, and a few of them looked like they might. After walking for several minutes and making several turns, he slowed his pace. Finding Skeld and the others was the first problem he had to solve, and he didn’t want to spend all night solving it.
As he returned to his hidden spot in the alley, Alex decided that he would have to put Skeld and his company inside his magic bag. If they were all in his bag, he would only have himself to worry about. He would need to make some changes inside his bag before attempting the rescue, however, as he had some dangerous things in his bag.
Alex stepped behind the old boards and stopped to listen. Everything was quiet, but he still waited a few minutes to make sure he was alone. Taking his magic bag in hand, he spoke softly into the top of it. The strange but familiar falling sensation swept over him, and soon Alex was moving around the main room of his bag.
Working his way through the different rooms inside his bag, Alex gathered up the books and letters he’d left lying about. He also moved his magical items into either his treasure room or his library. After one more quick check of the other rooms, he magically sealed his treasure room and library so no one but himself could enter them. Then he set out some food and water so Skeld and his friends would have something to eat once he had found them. With a simple command, he was back in the dark alley, his bag still slung around his neck. It was nearly midnight, and time for action. If all went well, Skeld’s band of adventurers would be free by morning.
Flying back to the island fortress and finding one of the half-buried windows was harder than Alex thought. The eyes of a swallow were not made to see in the dark of night, but Alex managed to fly through one of the windows and flutter down to the floor. A pale, flickering glow came from under the door, giving him enough light to see that the room was empty and he was alone. Returning to his own form, he moved to the door. There was no way to know what was waiting outside this room, so, working a little more magic, Alex became invisible.
The heavy wooden door wasn’t locked, and Alex pulled it open just enough to look into the hallway. Torches hung on the stone wall opposite the door, one about every twenty feet. There was no sign of guards. As fast as he could, Alex opened the door, stepped into the hallway, and closed the door once more.
I’m in. Now what? Alex thought.
Alex had no idea how large the dungeon was or where in the dungeon the adventurers might be. He didn’t want to wander aimlessly, but it seemed unlikely that there would be a map with the cells the adventurers were in marked on it. The well-lit hallway gave him an idea. If the hallways had light, then there must be guards who needed that light. If he could find a guard, or
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