Chapter Thirty-One
Scrambling
Barlo sat in the front room of Iarion and Lodariel’s hut. It was a bit crowded. In addition to him and the two hosts, Daroandir and Silvaranwyn sat beside him. Iadrawyn and Valanandir had joined them, bringing Andirlynia, Curuadil, and Eransinta. Lysandir had also arrived in the wood recently. The Learnéd One of Fire squeezed in beside them. Sinstari was outside, guarding the entrance from anyone who might decide to eavesdrop.
A day had passed since Barlo and his friends had returned to Melaquenya. Their news of the changelings at Belierumar and the drakhalu in the Adar Daran had shocked the elves. Those who remembered the dark days before the elves’ flight from Ralvaniar were close to panic. They only way they had been able to defeat the drakhalu before ha
