When I saw Dunfallon this morning he was ascending the stairs from the dungeon. Before I could say a word, he headed off my rebuke by assuring me he was all prepared to depart and now even more so as he had grilled Willie as to why he was here. The pixie is confident that the Wisp is powerless to effect any trouble for us – despite his screeching nonstop that our world will soon be his master’s.
Gibley turned Rayjil over to Rumble’s care after tearfully bidding her goodbye. In the midst of this a message came in on my scroll from the High Fairy. He reports all well back at the repository but does put in a request for some fire plants to keep there for Cluyjil.
I took his request to Merlin. And he decided that we would see to it after our return from the dwarf kingdoms – unless a critical situation developed in which case we appointed Rumble to take care of it.
I informed Rumble of this arrangement, telling him if we had not returned in three days, to see to it that the fire plants were transported to the High Fairy. Before I left him my friend pressed a present into my hand – for Dunfallon. It was a cloak of invisibility – pixie size. With the help of the owl he had fashioned one from part of his old cloak. I could only guess why he gave it to me and not to the pixie himself.
At long last feeling all was in order the wizard transported Dunfallon, Gibley, and myself to Gilgorgon’s mountain.