"So the Society of Wizards can't use the sword against us." Morwen smiled grimly. "Good. I'd been wondering about that."
"Unfortunately, you can't use it, either," Cimorene said. "If Telemain is right about the timing-" "And I am."
"-then in a day or two nobody but a member of the Royal Family will be able to pick up the sword at all, much less carry it back to the Enchanted Forest. So since Mendanbar and I are the only members of the Royal Family right now, and since Mendanbar has to stay in the forest-" "-you have to come with us to retrieve the sword," Morwen finished, raising an eyebrow. "I see."
Cimorene grinned. "Telemain explained it at least three times at the castle, and by the time he and Mendanbar finished arguing, I had a pretty good idea what he meant, even if he never did say it straight out."
"I did, too!" Telemain said indignantly. "Several times."
"Not so I understood."
"That is unfortunately not very surprising," Morwen said.
"Mendanbar, your sword is very inconveniently designed."
"Don't blame me, "Mendanbar said. "The blasted thing came with the kingdom."
"Hmph." Morwen glanced around. "What about Killer? Why is he here?"
Killer's ears twitched anxiously forward. "They told me I was supposed to come. Is it all right?"
"Once we're away from the interference patterns of the Enchanted Forest, we should be able to trace the residual energy in the morphological field trap," Telemain said. "At that point, a standard locus delimiter should-" "Telemain," Kazul said in a warning tone.
Morwen rolled her eyes. "He thinks we can use what's left of the size-changing spell on Killer to find the wizards. But are you sure there's enough, Telemain?"
"I can't tell until we're out of the forest," Telemain said. "The interference-" He glanced at Kazul and stopped.
"I understand," Morwen said. "But remember: bringing him along was your idea, so you're responsible for keeping him out of trouble."
"And he'd better do a good job," Trouble said. "If that overgrown blue idiot steps on my tail, he'll wish he'd never left his rabbit hole."
"I already wish I'd never left my hole," Killer said. "Rabbits aren't supposed to have adventures. Our temperaments aren't suited to them."
"Are you people going to stand around talking all day?" Kazul asked pointedly. "Or are we going wizard hunting?"
"Sword hunting, Kazul, if you please," Morwen said. "And I am ready to leave as soon as we decide which way we're heading."
There was a pause while Cimorene, Telemain, and Mendanbar looked at each other. Scorn snickered. "Look at them! They didn't even think of that."
"The central office of the Society of Wizards is in the Brown Forest," Telemain said at last. "We should probably start there."
"Why waste time?" Kazul said. "The wizards wouldn't be stupid enough to take Mendanbar's sword to their main office."
"Antorell would," Cimorene said.
"Where is the Brown Forest?" Killer asked timidly. "It doesn't sound very... appetizing."
"It's worse than it sounds," Telemain told him. "The Brown Forest is actually a corner of the Great Southern Desert."
Frowning, Cimorene looked at Telemain. "I always thought the Brown Forest was a dead woods. Are you sure it's really a desert?"
Telemain nodded. "I've been there."
"You have?" Kazul said. "Why?"
"I wanted to learn wizardry, and the school the Society of Wizards runs is the only-" "You wanted to be a wizard?"Kazul said, outraged.
"No," Telemain said in the too-patient tone of someone who has had to give the same explanation far too many times. "I didn't want to be a wizard.
I wanted to study them. Their magical methods are unique, and magicians have been attempting to figure them out for a long, long time."
"And you thought they would tell you if you asked politely?"
Cimorene said.
Telemain shrugged. "It was worth a try. Anyway, I've been to the Brown Forest in the Great Southern Desert. I can probably even find the area where the central office of the Society of Wizards was when I was "The area where it was?" Kazul said.
"They move the building every couple of months," Telemain explained.
"I don't know whether they do it to stay hard to find or whether they take turns practicing the relocation spell."
"No wonder they keep trying to steal other people's magic," Kazul muttered. "They waste what they've got moving buildings around."
"South, then?" Mendanbar said, glancing around. "Very well." He raised a hand, then paused. "Morwen, are you taking all your cats along on this expedition?"
"Phooey," said Murgatroyd. "I was hoping no one would think of that."
'Just Trouble and Scorn," Morwen said, giving the cats a stern look.
"The rest of you should get down now."
Cats flowed along Kazul's back and off her shoulders, until only Trouble and Scorn remained. When the whole crowd had reached the porch, Morwen nodded to Mendanbar. An instant later, gray mist rose, thickened to hide the house and forest, then faded to reveal a grove of slender young trees, none of which were much taller than Kazul. They looked odd and spindly, and it was a moment before Morwen realized that they only seemed scraggly by comparison to the giant oaks that surrounded her house.
"This is as far as I take you," Mendanbar said unhappily. "The edge of the Enchanted Forest is over there."
"What about getting back in, once we leave?" Telemain asked.
"If we recover the sword, getting into the forest won't be a problem," Cimorene said. "If we don't-" "I'll keep an eye on the border," Mendanbar said. "As soon as I see you, I'll come out to meet you."
"Don't worry about watching for us," Morwen said. "Worry about the wizards. We'll call on the magic mirror when we're ready to come back."
"And a couple of times before then, just to say hi," Cimorene put in.
Mendanbar looked at Cimorene for a long minute, then turned to Telemain. "Are you sure I can't leave the Enchanted Forest?"
"Not without destroying the energy loop that prevents the Society of Wizards from primary absorption inside the forest," Telemain said.
"Then can't you transfer the spell's focus from me to Cimorene?"
"Hey!" said Cimorene, frowning. "Who says I want to be a focus?"
"No," Telemain said to Mendanbar. "The top links connect directly to the central-" "'No' is quite enough," Morwen said. "Didn't you go over all this at the castle?"
"Yes," Cimorene said. "Mendanbar is just trying to keep me out of this." She stepped forward and drew Mendanbar a little away from the others. "Look, dear, there's nothing you can…" Her voice faded to a murmur.
"How far is the Brown Forest from here?" Morwen asked Telemain.
"Three transports and a two-day walk." Telemain looked at Kazul and frowned suddenly. His gaze traveled down the dragon's neck, across her wings and massive back, and out along her tail. "Make that five transports and a two-day walk. I didn't have quite so much to move last time."
"I could stay here," Killer offered hopefully.
"No, you couldn't," Morwen said. "Telemain needs you to find the wizards. Why a two-day walk, Telemain?"
"Because the Society of Wizards has established an interference pattern around the Brown Forest."
"So?" said Scorn.
"So that means it isn't safe to use transportation spells anywhere near the forest," Morwen said.
"I bet you could break it," Trouble said. "Wizards are wimps.
"Maybe," Morwen said. "And maybe you would end up with Killer's ears and Scorn's tail. Even simple interference patterns are tricky, and this one has the whole Society of Wizards behind it."
"Committees never do a good job," Scorn said, but she did not pursue the issue.
"Are you sure you need the donkey?" Kazul asked. "Because I think I can carry everyone else for at least a little way, and that would cut down on the travel time."