Ross nodded and held the cell door open. "Thank you, I will keep that in mind." Herrigan nodded. "And your Squire? How is he?" *** Llew took a deep breath and followed. Her uncle scanned the area before stepping out. There was a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach as he walked. *** "Sevens?" Rothgut asked. "Ands I's always thoughts I's hads my paws fulls with fives." "Wells, somes of us was worth the troubles of two, I's is sures." Bella said with a sideling glance at her brother. Charlemin scratched the back of his neck, taking off the helm, which was getting too warm and uncomfortable. "I grew out of that..." He muttered. Hoddmimir snorted, but otherwise did not say anything. He did not want the Bard to realize, but he too wanted to hear the end of the story. Aloysiius turned to Canty. "Thank you." He glanced at the younger girl over his shoulder. "But I'm sure there is time enough for the end. We're almost through with the story." He straightened out his lanky body and continued. "As Lirous began to succumb to the lethargy again his eye caught sight of something in the soot. He had only seen a quick glance of it, but he turned back and crouched, searching desperatly for what he thought he had seen." *** Alaric frowned. "And what are these things that she must keep him safe from? The Wizard you assure me is dead?" Pepin nodded. "Mostly, yes. As far as I know her current task does not concern him." "And how does what she is off battling or whatever it is she does threaten the boy?" Alaric leaned back into the chair. The Squire shook his head. "I do not know what she is doing, only that her assistance was required. You were there and know as much as I do." *** Isatis leapt back further as the Ratonga lashed out again. "Should I try to root her?" She asked quietly, still speaking Faelie.