“Sort of,” Jack said. “Anything new?”
“Anatoly and Magda managed to get Abigail out of Zuhl’s fortress.”
“So she’s safe,” Jack said, breathing a sigh of relief.
“I wouldn’t go that far,” Alexander said. “Magda’s hurt and they don’t have much support, especially considering what they’re planning.”
“What do you mean?” Jack asked, sitting forward, completely awake now.
“It was part of the deal,” Alexander said. “Now that Abigail’s been rescued, they’re going to try to free the rest of the dragons that Zuhl has enslaved.”
“Are you kidding me?” Jack asked, surging to his feet. “Hasn’t she been through enough?”
“It was the only way I could get her out, Jack. I needed Ixabrax, and he wouldn’t help us unless we agreed to help his family.”
“So now that she’s free, you expect her to waltz back into Zuhl’s stronghold and cut a bunch of dragons loose?”
“Pretty much,” Alexander said.
“When does this get to be too much for you, Alexander?” Jack asked, walking out of the Wizard’s Den before Alexander could answer.
Chloe buzzed into sight. “He’ll come around, My Love.”
“I know. Honestly, I’m surprised he’s held it together for as long as he has. I know how hard it is to be away from the ones you love, especially knowing that they’re in danger when you’re safe.”
Anja stuck her snout into the Wizard’s Den. “I don’t understand why he’s mad at you. Isn’t he your friend?” In recent days she had discovered how to make human words while in her true form and was ever eager to make use of her new talent.
“Yes, one of the best friends I’ve ever had,” Alexander said. “But he’s in love with my sister and she’s in great danger right now and there’s nothing he can do to help her. It’s hard for him.”
“Is it not hard for you?” Anja asked.
“Yes, but I can go to her and talk with her and help her,” Alexander said. “Jack can’t. He’s stuck here with me, knowing that Abigail’s life is at risk, and it eats at him.”
“I can see how he would feel that way,” Anja said. “If you were elsewhere and in harm’s way, I would be distraught.”
Alexander closed his eyes but didn’t respond.
“I still don’t understand how you do that,” Anja said. “Be somewhere other than here, that is.”
“Honestly, neither do I,” Alexander said. “The best I can do is to call it magic.”
Anja snorted. “I guess I can understand that, sort of. I don’t really know how the shapeshift spell made me into a young woman, but it did.”
“Magic is like that,” Alexander said. “Some wizards understand the principles they’re using while others, like me, just wield the power at our disposal.”
Anja was silent for several moments before she spoke again, this time much softer, almost timidly.
“Where will we go when you’re healed?” she asked.
Chloe buzzed into a ball of light and vanished.
Alexander took a deep breath and let it out slowly before looking Anja in the eye. “Your mother and I have spoken of this and we agree. You will stay here when I leave.”
“No!” Anja said.
“Yes. Where I’m going you wouldn’t be safe.”
“I don’t care. If you’re in danger, then I want to be there with you.”
“Anja, you can’t. You’re just a child.”
“I’m a dragon! I can go where I choose.”
“Yes, but you won’t be safe,” Alexander said. “More than that, you sort of attract attention. Where I’m going, I’ll need to be able to hide. I can’t do that with you.”
“But I love you,” Anja said.
“I know, and I love you, too,” Alexander said. “That’s why I want you to stay here where you’ll be safe. I can’t protect you out there.”
“I don’t need protecting … I’m a dragon. But I could protect you.”
“I know you think that,” Alexander said, “but danger isn’t always something you can confront directly. I have a lot of very powerful enemies and they wouldn’t hesitate to hurt you to get to me.”
“Not if I hurt them first,” Anja said.
“Anja, you’re so young,” Alexander said. “And for all your youth, you have great power, but you don’t yet possess the wisdom to wield that power well.”
“What if I shapeshift into a woman again?”
“You’d be even more vulnerable,” Alexander said. “Anja, I’m going to war. The moment I can walk without a cane, I’m going into enemy territory. As a human woman, you would be far too vulnerable, and I would be far too worried about your safety to do what I need to do.”
“Alexander, I can’t stand the idea of you being in harm’s way while I’m safe,” Anja said. “Please don’t put me through that.”
“I’m sorry, Anja, but I’d rather put you through that than see you get hurt,” Alexander said.
“I’m a dragon, I can take care of myself,” she said, withdrawing from the Wizard’s Den and launching into the evening sky.
Jack returned a few moments later, looking rather sheepish. “I’m sorry, he said.
“You have nothing to apologize for,” Alexander said.
“But I do,” Jack said. “After all we’ve been through together, I have no cause to doubt you. I know you’d move the world to save Abigail. I just feel so helpless here.”
“I know,” Alexander said, “but I’m really glad you’re here.”
Jack smiled and sat down, nodding. “Me too. So what’s next?”
“Isabel. It’s about time I got back to helping her,” Alexander said.
Chapter 22
“Hi, Isabel,” Alexander said.
She opened her eyes and rolled out of bed.
“How’re you holding up?”
“I’ve been better … but I’ve been worse, too,” she said, not wanting to tell him how bad it was getting. All of this time spent alone was making her doubt her sanity. She spent far too much time scrutinizing her thoughts, always wondering if any given thought was planted by Azugorath.
The Wraith Queen was becoming more cunning, taking the circuitous route into Isabel’s psyche by inserting ideas that led to very dark places. All too often, Isabel would be well down the path Azugorath had laid out for her before she realized she was chasing a ghost within her own mind. That’s when the real attack would come, swift and powerful, Azugorath would bring her full strength to bear, attempting to subvert Isabel’s free will and gain control, even if just for a moment.
“What’s happening? They won’t tell me anything.”
“Quite a lot actually,” Alexander said. “Phane used the link between you and the witch Clotus to locate this place. He has a sizable force headed here as we speak.”
“I’m not sure what good that’ll do him,” Isabel said. “All of the men here are completely charmed by the Sin’Rath. I don’t see why Phane’s men won’t succumb just as easily.”
“Because he’s sending women,” Alexander said. “Except for three wraithkin, the entire force, five hundred strong, is all women, very well trained and very well equipped women.”
“Oh … that changes things,” Isabel said.
“They’ll be here in a week or so, and when they get here, the Sin’Rath are going to have their hands full. I also spoke with the sovereigns about them. They’re a lot more dangerous than I thought. Turns out they’re descended from the union of a demon called a succubus and the last Wizard King of Karth, a man named Siavrax. He led the Isle of Karth during the Reishi War, but it doesn’t sound like he was much better than Malachi.
“Apparently, Siavrax turned to the netherworld in an attempt to even the odds against the Reishi. Malachi called him the second most powerful necromancer in the Seven Isles, after himself, of course.”
“Of course,” Isabel said.
“Siavrax specialized in creating hybrid creatures to use as weapons against the Reishi. He’s actually the one who created the gorledons.
“In one of his more desperate moments, he summoned Sin’Rath, the Succubus Queen, to use against Malachi, but Siavrax succumbed to her seductive charms instead. Sin’Rath bore him a half-breed daughter, then vanished into the swamp for decades. Once his half-breed daughter matured, mother and daughter returned to kill him.