Chapter Forty
Reinforcements
Barlo stood with the others in the antechamber of the Khashada’s audience hall. They had already dispatched the drakhalu that stood guard. Iarion held the velvet curtain aside so they could see what was happening.
“Arinmalia?” Daroandir echoed Lodariel with a confused frown.
“We have to go in there,” Iarion said in a harsh whisper. “Lodariel has already put on the bracelet.”
Silvaranwyn gripped his shoulder, holding him back. “We cannot rush in there now. The Khashada will only hold Lodariel hostage against us.” The dark mistress still gripped Lodariel’s arm.
Iarion gave Silvaranwyn an anguished look.
“Just give me a moment,” she said. She nocked an arrow in her bow. “If I can get an opening, I can create a distraction. Lodariel is clever. She will try t
