The Wyvern's Spur - Kate Novak [124]
"But why did Flattery go to so much trouble to keep me from meeting you and learning that?" Giogi asked.
"It is the rest of my story that Flattery did not wish you to hear," Mother Lleddew explained.
"Oh, sorry. Please, continue," Giogi said.
"The next spring, your father went out again, but, having seen him in action, I did not feel a need to accompany him. He could take care of himself. He built himself a reputation throughout Cormyr, though he kept his wyvern form a secret for the most part. He might have traveled further and grown more famous, but he met and married your mother at the end of his second summer season, and he did not like to leave her for long. He only left Immersea to accomplish such services in Cormyr as the crown requested of him.
"Then, one day, fourteen years ago, late in the fail, after your father had returned home from a summer journey, a small tribe of elves passed through Immersea. They were refugees from a settlement in the Border Forest. A terrible wizard had come out of Anauroch, the Great Desert, and stolen their riches, destroyed their city, and enslaved many of their people.
"When these elves saw your father, they went mad with hatred and attacked him. They mistook him for the wizard, you see. Of course, your father's companions restrained them and convinced them after much arguing that he was not this evil mage.
"Cole realized, however, that the wizard must be a lost Wyvernspur. The family honor was at stake, so he thought, and he swore he would set things right, vanquish this wizard, and return what had been stolen to the elves. Two of the elves agreed to guide him back to their homeland and lead him to the wizard's fortress.
"Your mother had many horrible premonitions. Just for him to be traveling in the fall and winter was dangerous enough. That he was planning to attack a powerful wizard drove her to distraction. When she could not talk him out of it, she begged me to accompany him.
"There were nine of us, including your father and the elves. We made good time to Shadow Gap and beat the snows. The people of Daggerdale were most inhospitable, so we pressed on quickly through that land as well. At length, we reached the Border Forest and the elven settlement.
"Our elven guides, and indeed all of us, wished we had never seen the remains of the elvish city. Flattery had turned all the enslaved elves into zombies and left them in the city to guard it as an outpost of his desert kingdom.
"The Wyvernspur family resemblance was our greatest asset. Mistaking Cole for their new master, the undead let us pass through the city unharmed. Thus we approached Flattery's
fortress unheralded.
"The fortress was only half the size of Immersea, but its walls were twice as high as Suzail's. Only Flattery lived within, waited upon by undead. Cole deceived the zombies at the gate as easily as the ones in the elvish city, so we were able to enter Flattery's stronghold and destroy many of his servants before he was even aware of our presence.
"We cornered the wizard alone, and Cole demanded to know Flattery's father's name. Flattery laughed and declared his father would remain nameless unless Cole agreed to single combat. Cole accepted, engaging the power of the spur to change his shape and taking to the air. The sun had not yet risen, but we could watch the battle in the early dawn light."
When the priestess paused for a moment, Olive took the opportunity to interrupt with a question. "Excuse me, Mother Lleddew. Was that the exact phrase Flattery used-his father would remain nameless?"
Mother Lleddew nodded. "Yes. An odd choice of words, isn't it?" she asked.
Quick on the uptake, Giogi asked, "Mistress Ruskettle, are you thinking of the Nameless Bard you mentioned in your tale about Alias?"
Olive nodded, but waved her hand to defer any more of Giogi's questions. "Let Mother Lleddew continue her story. Sorry for the interruption, Mother Lleddew," she said.
The priestess nodded and launched into a description of the battle between Flattery and Giogi's father. "Flattery first cast a