The Dragon's Doom - Ed Greenwood [170]
The dark chamber seemed unimpressed. The Koglaur chuckled, collected the four spheres-the image promptly vanished, restoring complete darkness to the room-and returned them to their hiding place, putting the block of stone back into position.
Then the false Jhavarr Bowdragon went a little way along the wall and drew out another stone block, with appreciably more difficulty this time. Behind it was a little wooden box, from which the transformed Koglaur drew forth a lump of stone that glowed, just for a moment, at his touch.
"Everyone bent on conquering all Darsar should have a Dwaer," the false Jhavarr Bowdragon murmured, cradling the Stone almost lovingly as he carefully restored the box and its concealing wall-block.
Then he held up the Dwaer, made it flash in earnest, and left that secret place.
The man who was not Jhavarr took his next step on the cold stone floor of a different dark cavern. Only one step, ere he stopped, let the Dwaer illuminate his face, and asked the darkness calmly, "Father? Uncle Dolmur?"
His words fell into silence, but it seemed to the Koglaur that it was an intently listening silence rather than a lonely, empty one, so he announced,
"I am Jhavarr Bowdragon, son of Ithim, much changed from what I was… and I seek my kin. Father? Dolmur? Are you there?"
"You do not sound like Jhavarr," said a deep voice from directly behind the Koglaur. Despite himself, he flinched and spun around.
Dolmur Bowdragon stood facing him-or rather, floated upright, dusty-booted feet planted on empty air a few inches clear of the ground.
The false Jhavarr sighed. "I know. Much of my remembrances are gone forever. I was caught in a Dwaer spell-blast while fighting Blackgult, the Regent of Aglirta, and… it took me months to recall my own name, let alone my lineage and that I could work sorcery at all. Uncle, does my father yet live?"
"He does," Dolmur replied gravely, and lifted a hand. As it swept up, weeping could be heard: a storm of helpless sobs coming from a man behind the Bowdragon patriarch, that the darkness was yielding up at the same pace as Dolmur's rising hand.
"My son!" Ithim whispered, when he could manage words.
"Father!" Jhavarr stepped forward eagerly-but came to a swift halt when Dolmur raised his other hand in warning.
"You've sought your kin and found them," the senior Bowdragon said calmly. "What now?"
Jhavarr met Dolmur's eyes, looked away, and swallowed. "I-I need your aid, your sorcery, your wisdom. Both of you." His voice shook with sudden fury. "I crave vengeance for what was done to me, on Blackgult and all Aglirta, whoever kings it there and every last mage of power of that land. Let them all be scoured from Darsar."
"Yes, yes!" Ithim cried. "Of course!" He struggled against Dolmur's restraining magic, seeking to reach and embrace his son, until the patriarch let his hand fall and freed his brother to rush forward.
As Jhavarr rocked in his father's embrace, Dolmur smiled grimly. "I suspect this undertaking will be the death of us all. Yet let us do it. If the Bowdragons are to fall, we should take at least one kingdom with us."
He floated forward. "If our refuge is so easily found, our sorcery may be less puissant than you hope… so let us set to work crafting battle plans, and spells to go with them. I refuse to rush into my death fray unprepared to deal the worst I am capable of. I suppose one might call this Bowdragon pride."
Jhavarr smiled eagerly. "So Aglirta is doomed?"
The eldest Bowdragon's answering smile was somewhat fainter. "Well, now. Perhaps we should say rather, 'Aglirta as we know it.' "
The mists that always attended teleportation fell away from their eyes. The Band of Four crouched, weapons ready, a smooth, hard floor underfoot- and found themselves staring down the length of a palatial, lofty-ceilinged bedchamber, its walls all white plaster relief carvings and gleaming closed doors. The towering bed was unmade, its linens and overfur slumped onto the floor. A frightened feminine face stared at them for a moment around the edge of a door beside it, and then