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Rhone’s place. Then Rhone would probably take it from him.
    “Rich people,” Fen muttered as he tied the blanket at his neck so it draped like a cloak. “These are too good for animal blankets.” He took the other blanket to the dragon. As he was about to wrap him he felt something. Like butterfly wings against his mind.
    “I imagined it.” Fen shook his head.
    The dragon looked at him and he felt it stronger this time. A feeling of sorrow as others had joy. A feeling of pleading.
    “That’s you?” He stared at the dragon, hoping it was. It was better than thinking he’d lost his mind.
    The dragon dipped his head.
    Fen was relieved. He wasn’t losing his mind after all. “Why now?” He saw an image of the blood oath. Then of two paths. “Great. A dragon that sends riddles.” A rush of annoyance hit him. “Fine. I understand you. I’ve got to make my own choice. But why? You could’ve let Eddie use the blood oath and you’d always be safe.”
    A sense of impatience and then the two roads again. Fen sighed.
    “Let’s go find her. And how about you walk this time. You’re too heavy to carry for long.”
    The dragon walked to the edge of the raised area and waited for Fen to lift him down. Together they walked to the metal door and Fen opened it. Edana leaned against the door to the pen the dragon had come from. Her head jerked up at the sound. She glanced away and wiped her face on her sleeve.
    “What do you want?” Edana demanded.
    “Spirit cleaning potion.”
    “Really?” Her expression was cautious.
    Fen couldn’t resist answering in a sarcasm laden tone. “No.”
    Edana squealed and launched herself at him. “You’re wonderful. You won’t regret this. It’s the best plan. You’ll see.”
    “I already regret this.” Fen untangled Edana from him and held her at arm’s length.
    “We have to be quick. We can’t stay around here much longer or the guards will be back. How did you get into our place?”
    Fen described the section of wall he’d come over.
    Edana nodded. “I’ll meet you there. It won’t take me long to get the potion and some money for you.”
    “Small stuff. Coins,” Fen said. When Edana nodded, he said, “And a knife. One that isn’t spelled.” He pointed to her boots. “And I don’t suppose you’ve got a pair like them that’d fit me?”
    Edana grinned. “I don’t have long, but I’ll see what I can do.”
    Fen sighed as he watched Edana leave. “I must be mad.” He turned to the dragon. “Come on then. Let’s get out of here.”
    Fen grabbed the second blanket as he went through the egg room and nearly made it to the door before he swore. He grabbed a heated rock and a lamp, wrapping each in a blanket, creating a sling from another blanket to carry them. “Come on. We’d better get out of here before the guards come back.”
    The dragon followed Fen to the wall where he noticed it was shivering. “Why didn’t you say something?” Fen took the blanket he wore as a cloak and wrapped it around the dragon. He then pulled the dragon onto his lap and settled the heat stone against him. “Don’t go getting sick because I wouldn’t have the first idea how to look after a sick dragon.”
    Fen was glad he didn’t have long to wait. It was cold and the dragon was heavy. He didn’t know how he was going to get him to the spirit house. As soon as he saw Edana, Fen put the dragon on the ground with the heat stone, both still wrapped in blankets, and went to meet her.
    She pushed a heavy backpack at him. “I’ve drawn a map for you. I’ve used pictures of common things since you can’t read. You’ll know the place when you come to it. There’s a red rag tied at the start of the lane heading to their gate, one on their gate and one nailed to their front door. Now you need to put four drops of the potion in every room and then two on the doorstep. It doesn’t matter which rooms you do first or in what order, as long as the two drops on the doorstep