11
Our trip back to the Citadel was uneventful.
Sion and Demris both seemed weary, but they didn’t complain. We boarded them in the stable below the school, then worked on our report for Master Anesko. He was strangely absent, and no one could tell us where he had gone. Given the intense nature of the events at Keth, Maren and I wrote our report in the library for a change of pace. Maren did the writing, while I chimed in with details.
After we finished, I searched through the library’s cabinet for anything related to dragon bone magic. As I expected, there wasn’t even a topic for it, nor was there anything closely related. It bugged me that the twin brothers had somehow crafted those flutes on their own. I didn’t want one, but I did want to know how they were made. Perhaps if I could
