‘Not clearly enough, apparently,’ Uldaneth replied sternly.
Farnor dropped his head on to his hands, abruptly reliving again those moments when he had been at one with the creature. When he had seen — felt — the terror of its victims. And now Derwyn was seeking it out, perhaps on his own. ‘Has he gone yet?’ he asked, desperately shaking away the memory.
Uldaneth shrugged. ‘I think he was intending to go after a first climb for one of Edrien’s cousins. He’s probably gone by now.’
‘He won’t have gone alone, will he?’ Farnor asked.
Uldaneth shook her head. ‘No. He was going to take Marken, and young Melarn. And I imagine Edrien will go with him; perhaps even Angwen.’
Farnor’s anxiety turned to horror. ‘Can’t you stop them?’ he gasped. ‘It’ll kill them all if they find it. It’s attacked g
