Several hours later, Ixabrax arrived at the crevasse where Alexander had first found him. They made camp, waiting for Alexander to return and help them plan their attack. After several days, they ran out of food and firewood. Ixabrax left them to hunt. He was gone for nearly a day before he returned with a stag and a fallen log.
“Now I’m really worried about Alexander,” Abigail said while they prepared their first hot meal in days.
Anatoly nodded. “This isn’t like him. Something must have happened.”
“Have faith. He’ll return,” Magda said.
“My patience grows thin,” Ixabrax said. “I have delivered on my part of the bargain, yet your brother is nowhere to be seen.”
“Maybe we should think about making our move without him,” Abigail said.
“We’ve already been over this,” Anatoly said. “Our best chance for success is to wait. Without Alexander, we’d be going in blind.”
“I know the layout of the aerie,” Ixabrax said.
“What about the rest of the keep?” Anatoly said. “The best chance your family has is to wait for Alexander to guide us.”
“I agree,” Magda said. “We’ll free your family, Ixabrax … just not today.”
Several more days passed, everyone growing more restless and uncertain by the hour before Alexander finally appeared.
“Where have you been, Human?” Ixabrax demanded.
“Searching for my wife,” he said. “She’s buried under a mountain and I can’t find her.”
Abigail, Anatoly, and Magda surged to their feet, but no one knew what to say.
“I’m still hoping she’s alive but I can’t know for certain.”
“I don’t understand, why can’t you go to her as you have to us?” Ixabrax asked.
“She went after the bones of an ancient creature that won’t allow magic to work anywhere nearby. Every time I get close, I wind up back in my body on Tyr.”
“I’m sorry, Alex,” Abigail said. “I wish I could give you a hug.”
“Me too,” he said, closing off his emotions and focusing on the task at hand. “I’ve already spent too much time looking for her, knowing full well that the same thing’s going to happen whenever I get close, no matter which angle I approach from. It’s time to focus my efforts where I can be useful and hope she can dig her way out.”
“So you have a plan then?” Ixabrax said.
“I do. Unfortunately, the book I sent Zuhl didn’t kill him. I’m not sure why, but he survived, so I plan to distract him while you enter the aerie and free the dragons.”
He gestured to the ground beside their fire pit and a scale model of the enormous white marble fortress appeared, rotating until the section in question was facing them. It was a huge dome with a hole wide enough for a dragon to fly through in the center of the roof. Six towers rose from the edges of the dome, each culminating in a battlement, and each manned by two soldiers.
The entire domed building was surrounded by the main walls of the keep, which also featured manned watchtowers at even increments. The main building, Zuhl’s manor, butted up against one side of the dome with many towers rising high overhead, offering a commanding view of the entire city and keep.
“As you can see, the place is a literal fortress. His men are vigilant, never hesitating to sound the alarm, so going over the walls is out of the question. They’d spot you before you even got close.”
“That doesn’t sound like a very optimistic assessment,” Anatoly said.
“Notice here,” Alexander said, pointing to a point in the outer wall where a small stream flowed through a grate and into the keep. “This stream feeds the main cistern, which in turn feeds the dragon aerie. The grate is stout enough to stop an angry bull, but the Thinblade will make short work of it. Once you’re in, you’ll be up to your armpits in freezing water, so we need to find a way to keep you warm. I was hoping you might have a spell, Magda.”
“I’m afraid I don’t, at least not until we’re out of the water. Dragon draught would be our best bet.”
“Where can we get some?”
“Zuhl’s soldiers were carrying the last vials we got our hands on,” Anatoly said.
“All right, so the first step will be to get some more dragon draught. Now, there’s a guard tower manned by two men overlooking the stream.”
“I do have a spell that can deal with them,” Magda said.
“Good,” Alexander said, gesturing to his illusionary model. It became transparent, revealing the path they would have to follow through the underground waterways. “There’s a magical field here,” he pointed to a place several dozen feet inside the keep. “I’m not sure what it does, but you should be able to cut your way around it.”
“That’s going to take some time,” Abigail said.
“I know, but I’m afraid the field might warn Zuhl of intruders. We can’t afford that.”
“Your plan is starting to sound pretty complicated,” Anatoly said.
“I know, but I’ve explored this part of Whitehall extensively and I’ve never seen such defenses. Zuhl takes his security as seriously as you would expect from a man who plans to live forever.”
“All right, so once we’re past the guards and through the grate and around the magical field, all up to our armpits in freezing water, then what?” Anatoly asked.
“There’s another grate at the spillway into the cistern. Once you’re through that, you can get out of the water and follow the access pathways that run alongside the waterways. This one,” he pointed to one of five passages leading from the main cistern, “leads straight to the dragon aerie. Unfortunately, the access path stops where water flows under the wall into a large pool on the side of the aerie. That passage is grated as well.”
“So we cut that grate and swim inside,” Abigail said. “Then what?”
“Then you’ll be in a giant room with six, hopefully sleeping dragons and possibly a number of human handlers. Pick the largest dragon and cut his collar before he wakes while avoiding or eliminating the handlers.”
“Is that all?” Abigail said.
“The largest will be my sire, Izzulft,” said Ixabrax. “He is a very light sleeper.”
“Wonderful,” Abigail said, “so we do this very quietly.”
“That would be wise,” Ixabrax said. Then he broke off a tooth and handed it to Abigail. “Show him this … he will know it comes from me and hesitate before eating you. Explain your intentions quickly and concisely. He has very little patience for humans, but he will do whatever he can to free our family. Once he understands your purpose, I have every confidence he will assist you.”
“That’s reassuring,” Anatoly grumbled.
“I need you to help me understand the nature of Zuhl’s control over your family,” Alexander said to Ixabrax. “When you were in the aerie, how much influence did Zuhl have over you?”
“We were instructed to remain within the aerie without harming his servants or damaging the building.”
“Good, I was afraid he might leave you with a command to attack any intruders.”
“I was born into slavery in that aerie and in all my years, he never left such a command, but then there was never a single incident of an intruder entering the aerie either.”
“Not terribly surprising,” Anatoly muttered.
“What is my part in this?” Ixabrax asked.
“I need you to deliver us near the fortress and wait in case there’s trouble,” Alexander said.
“I would do more.”
“I know, but you aren’t exactly inconspicuous. We can’t approach from the sky, or Zuhl will be alerted and then you’d have to face your whole family at once. This is the only way.”
“Very well, Human, if I had a better plan I would offer it.”
“Once the dragons are free, then what?” Abigail asked.
“You fly away and regroup at the crevasse,” Alexander said.
“And then what? We’re still stuck on this cursed frozen rock of an island.”
“If you free my family, I will carry you back to Fellenden myself,” Ixabrax said.