Chapter Seventeen
The way down
Idris looked a little apprehensive, but we walked all the way to the kitchen without attracting too much attention. He put the kettle on and waited until the other Dark Ones left us alone. I was worried about Avianna; I wondered where Baxley was keeping her and if she even had a little bit of freedom. I just hated the thought of her being stuck in the cage.
“My father has no idea that Baxley managed to catch Avianna. He was supposed to report it to the council, but he’s holding off for now,” Idris said, sounding serious. He put two spoons of coffee into a white cup when the water boiled in the old rusty kettle.
“Why?” I asked, a little concerned that something was wrong.
“I guess he’s weighing his options. There isn’t supposed to be any dragons in the hu
