Chapter Twenty-FiveDiversion
Lysandir stormed into the main chamber after making certain to harass every guard in the tower. Numarin’s presence had provided the perfect distraction for him to help the others escape. Saviadro would never have failed to notice the theft of the Stariquenya if Numarin had not been there, demanding his attention. Now it was time for phase two of Lysandir’s desperate plan. He walked up to the Learnéd One of Air, cutting off whatever conversation he had been having with Saviadro.
“Where are they?” Lysandir thundered, causing Numarin to take a step backward in surprise.
“What are you talking about?” Numarin asked, frowning.
“You know what I’m talking about,” Lysandir seethed. He turned to Saviadro. “The prisoners. They’re gone!”
“What?” Saviadro’s eyes turned
