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members, so you won't be able to see them without being summoned. But I assure you they are recovering."
    Lannon could hardly believe what he'd just heard. Both Tower Masters--two extremely powerful Knights--had been struck down. "What of the demon man?" he asked. "The one who attacked me?"
    The White Knight bowed his head. "Perhaps you should rest for now."
    Lannon seized his robe. "You must tell me!"
    "He escaped from the Deep Forge," said the White Knight. "The chamber filled with smoke, and when the smoke cleared, there was no trace of the man. A massive search is taking place throughout Dremlock."
    "I can't believe this," Lannon whispered, the will drained from him. Suddenly, Dremlock seemed to have fallen under a shadow of despair. The Hall of Healing was supposed to be bright and pleasant, with its hanging plants, marble bricks, and beautiful fountains and pools. But Lannon's mind was choked in darkness and all he could see was ugliness.
    "Perhaps a bath would improve your mood," said the healer, "and help you relax. Would you like to give it a try?"
    With the help of the healer, Lannon was able to leave the bed, bathe, and put on fresh clothes. His legs were unsteady, so he returned to bed afterwards. He felt terribly restless, wanting to do anything but lay there.
    "You must rest until after dinner," said the healer, "and then you can walk around some. I suspect that by tomorrow morning you should be ready to return to your quarters--though you must refrain from training for a few days."
    Lannon's teacher, Garrin Daggerblood, entered the chamber and smiled down at Lannon. It was a forced smile, however. Garrin dismissed the White Knight with a wave. "And how are you feeling, my young friend?"
    Garrin had been cold to Lannon lately--ever since Lannon and his friends had broken the Sacred Laws of Dremlock and were nearly expelled from the Kingdom. Garrin had also recently been promoted to the rank of Lord of the Blue Knights, when Carn Pureheart had retired unexpectedly. However, he had not yet been voted onto the High Council, and rumors spoke of him being highly disgruntled over that fact.
    "Not so good," said Lannon, "all things considered."
    Garrin nodded, the smile vanishing. "Quite a terrible turn of events. One thing is certain--the man who injured the Tower Masters was an amazingly powerful foe. Either that, or he knew well their weaknesses."
    Garrin's gaze burned into Lannon, and Lannon looked away. Lannon could feel suspicion emanating from the Blue Knight--and perhaps blame as well. It was painfully obvious that Garrin Daggerblood just didn't like Lannon and already considered Lannon a lost cause.
    "The High Council has voted to call in a failed Knight to save us all," said Garrin. "A failed Knight, of all things. And one we thought was dead. Well, it turns out he not only isn't dead, but he's an expert on magical relics--so it is said. Indeed, it seems he has found a way to extend his life by use of forbidden sorcery."
    "What failed Knight are you talking about?" said Lannon.
    Garrin held up two books for Lannon to see. They were The Truth about Goblins and Tales of Kuran Darkender by Jace Lancelord, ancient books that Lannon's father had bought for him. "Jace Lancelord," said Garrin, shaking his head in disgust. "A failed, expelled Knight and one who employs forbidden sorcery. He will do what you could not."
      Lannon snatched the books from Garrin's hand. "Did you get those from my room, Master Garrin?"
    Garrin shrugged, his lip curling into a sneer. "So what if I did? I am a highly ranked Knight. I have the right to take what I want. You, as a Squire, have no rights. Do you take issue with my actions?"
    Lannon shook his head. "No, Master Garrin."
    Garrin leaned forward until his bearded face was close to Lannon's. "So, as I said, Jace Lancelord is coming to save Dremlock--even though I voiced strong opposition to it. What do you think of that? The author of your favorite books, still alive when he should