daylight had returned, they were sitting in the sunshine on a mountainside trying to decide what to do next. Mostly, they were arguing about how best to help Cinnaminson. Pen might have persuaded his companions that they should not abandon her, but that didnât mean heâdpersuaded them there was a way to save her.
âIt would be less mobile if we could lead it into a confined space,â Khyber suggested.
âOr force it to climb a tree or a cliff face,â Pen added, âwhere it couldnât use its speed or agility.â
âA ledge or defile, narrow and slippery.â
âWhy donât we find a way to force it to swim out to us!â Tagwen snapped irritably. âIt probably doesnât swim very well. Then we could drown it when it got close. Bash it over the head with an oar or something. Whereâs the nearest big lake?â He blew out his breath in a huff. âHavenât we covered this ground already? What are the chances of making this happen? What in the world is going to persuade this creature to go anywhere we want it to go!â
âWe have to find a way to lure it off the ship,â Pen declared, looking from the Dwarf to the Elf and back again. âOff the ship and away from Cinnaminson. We have to separate them if we are to free her.â
âOh, that shouldnât be so hard,â Tagwen mumbled. âAll we need is the right bait.â
His face changed instantly as he realized the territory he had mistakenly entered. âI didnât mean that! I didnât! Donât even think about it, Penderrin. Whatever else happens, you have to keep safe. If anything happens to you, the Ard Rhys has no chance of being saved. I know how you feel about this girl, but you should feel more strongly still about what you have been sent to do. You canât risk yourself!â
âTagwen, calm down,â the boy told him. âWho said anything about risking myself? Iâm just looking for a way to tip the balance in our favor long enough to free Cinnaminson and make an escape. In order to do the former, we need to separate her from her captor. In order to do the latter, we need to get control of the ship.â
âGet him off the ship and away from Cinnaminson, then get us on the ship and safely away,â Khyber summarized. She stared at him. âThat doesnât seem like something that is likely to happen in the ordinary course of events.â
âWell then, we will change the course of events,â Pen declared. âThis thing might be faster and stronger than we are, but it isnât necessarily smarter. We can outthink it. We can find a way to trick it into making a mistake.â
Tagwen got to his feet, making a rude noise that left no doubt about his opinion of this proclamation. âIâve had enough of this. I need to take a walk, young Penderrin, young Khyber. I need to leave this conversation behind and clear my head. I was secretary and personal assistant to the Ard Rhys when we began this odyssey, and I havenât left that life far enough behind to feel comfortable with this one. I applaud your efforts in trying to save Cinnaminson, but I cannot think how they will lead to anything. If, while I am gone, you come up with the solution to this dilemma, I will be happy to hear all about it on my return.â
He gave them a perfunctory bow, one stiff with impatience and dismay, and walked away.
They watched him go in silence, and it wasnât until he was well out of sight and hearing that Khyber said, âHe may be looking at this with clearer eyes than we are.â
Pen bristled instantly. âI suppose you think we should give up, too? Just leave her to that monster and go on our way?â
The Elven girl shook her head. âI donât think that at all. When I told you I would help, I meant it. But Iâm beginning to wonder what sort of help we can provide. Maybe we would be smarter to continue on