"This is a very bad idea." Jade complained in her ear and she wanted to roll her eyes. "The wolf will tear off my wings; I say that, if my Queen and the Witch don't do it first."
Now she did roll her eyes and at the same time she activated her cloak of shadows, she pulled the hood over her head and just as stealthy and fast as a cat slipped through the witch's guards and familiar spirits. These were her only current concern, as neither the witch nor Askeladd were around to stop her.
The night before, they had found Melida waiting for them at the edge of their domain. Seeming anxious and restless, the witch had extended a note in the direction of the wolf.