Gareth I found by the fire in the common room, playing with his rune-stones. He frowned deeply on hearing my news.
“But we can’t get him loose,” Gareth said. “Need Rindy to get him loose.” His lip trembled.
“Braith can pass through the circle just as Rindargeth could,” I said. “If he can bothered for it, which I doubt. Do you know where he is?”
Gareth jerked his chin up toward the ceiling, from which I gathered Braith was at the top of the tower. “Ah. Well, I am not scaling four flights of stairs to beg his help on such a little matter. With any luck you and I can handle it on our own.”
By the time Gareth and I reached the place where the circle separated us from Firefoot, the sun was half-sunk into the sea, the western sky a carnival of color while here, in the shadow of the forest, a
