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dragon flesh. His gauntlets and boots тАФ both of which were armored and ended in talons тАФ
continued that theme. The elaborate helm he wore fully hid his face, but the golden eyes
glowed and moved as if they were real, and even the ears seemed to function.
Alyx knew the man chose to wear that form here, and had enough ease with his
surroundings to look however he chose. What she was able to do with clothing, he could do
with his whole person. And more .
The Black Dragon reached up and plucked a ripe, red apple from the tree above him. тАЬIt
will provide no nutrition, but will be pleasing nonetheless.тАЭ
Alyx straightened up and pressed a hand to her stomach. тАЬI am not certain I could keep
food down at the moment.тАЭ
The BlackтАЩs eyes narrowed. тАЬWhat news of the world, then? What has happened?тАЭ
Alexia rubbed a hand over her forehead before she graced him with a violet-eyed
glance. тАЬAfter last I spoke with you, much, very much. Because of your warning, Adrogans
sent some of us to Wruona to wrest the Jeranese fragment of the DragonCrown from the
pirates. We got it and got away. What little remained of their fleet after the raid on Vilwan
was laid to waste by Kerrigan.тАЭ
тАЬI knew you had met with some success, but I donтАЩt know Kerrigan.тАЭ
She hesitated for a moment. тАЬKerrigan Reese. He is from Vilwan, and not more than
seventeen. HeтАЩs tall, but a suet-ball that could easily be dismissed as some overindulged
nobleтАЩs child. HeтАЩs smart, however, and has incredible power. He can command spells that
no human has ever mastered, and yet others that have not been employed since the time of
Yrulph Kirun.тАЭ
The Black nodded solemnly. тАЬHe who was ChytrineтАЩs mentor. So young a man wielding
such power could be dangerous. HeтАЩs mature beyond his years, is he?тАЭ
Alyx looked at the apple in the BlackтАЩs hand and imagined it in hers. It appeared in her
hand, and then evaporated. тАЬI wish he were, but heтАЩs not. His last teacher, Orla, tried to
make him grow up, but she died on Wruona. HeтАЩs pushed himself hard since then, and
worked diligently for the Draconis Baron, but without something to give him direction, I donтАЩt
know what heтАЩs going to do. The impact of OrlaтАЩs death has yet to sink in, and if he loses
control, he could be extremely dangerous.тАЭ
The man began to pace. тАЬThe Norrington. He was with you, too?тАЭ
тАЬYes. Will.тАЭ Alyx smiled. тАЬHeтАЩs a thief, and very good at it. He has little in the way of
conscience, though one seems to be growing. Peri тАФ Perrine, my sister from the Gyrkyme
тАФ thinks he is good-hearted. I trust her judgment. After we escaped from Wruona we went
to Loquellyn. The elves werenтАЩt about to let Peri set foot there, but Will made them
reconsider. He can be surprising that way. HeтАЩs young, too тАФ younger than Kerrigan тАФ and
can be very childish. But heтАЩs game in a fight and capable of great cleverness.тАЭ
тАЬCleverness will be important, since he is the key to the prophecy that will destroy
Chytrine. We once thought it was his grandfather, or his father, Bosleigh. When they joined
Chytrine and became her sullanciri , that focused hopes on someone else.тАЭ
Alyx sighed. тАЬWeтАЩve met some of the sullanciri and even killed a few. You know I slew
one at Svoin. Resolute later killed Ganagrei south of Fortress Draconis, after we evacuated
with refugees. Do you have news of the Fortress?тАЭ
The Black Dragon shook his head. тАЬNothing reliable, except that news from there is rare.
That suggests the worst: that ChytrineтАЩs forces have completely laid it to waste. Balancing
that, however, is the fact that her armies have not yet moved south, so she still may be
searching for the DragonCrown fragments there.тАЭ
тАЬOr the defenders so chewed up her army that she needs to wait for reinforcements.тАЭ
Alexia tapped a finger on her chin. тАЬA mix of the two is also possible. That was a big place,
with lots of tunnels and warrens. There could be survivors holding out, still fighting. It might