CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
“That fiend!” Alex shouted as he stomped around the parlor.
We had returned to his abode and informed Alex and Helen of what we had found. Needless to say, the local dragon lord was not pleased to hear the turn of events.
Helen gently grasped his arm and arrested his pacing. “There’s no need to for anger. After all, we are still unsure if Baddock is truly the man behind the kidnappings.”
Alex scoffed. “That snake would like nothing more than to get his slimy claws on either of you!”
“But how do we prove it?” I wondered as I looked up at Will who stood at my side. “We don’t really have enough to tell Folcred, right?”
He folded his arms over his chest and shook his head. “Unfortunately, no. We only have a vague connection through Lady Gottspake’s magic and th
