She sighed. 'When do you intend to leave, Cimorene?'
'This afternoon, as soon as I hide this.' Cimorene picked up the sword. 'It's a pity I can't put it in a sheath, but Telemain says that with Mendanbar… unavailable, a sheath would obstruct some of the sword's spells that interfere with wizards.'
'Would you like some help?' Morwen said.
'It can't hurt. Kazul, will you watch Daystar for an hour or two?'
'I suppose so. Since you seem determined.'
'Good.' Cimorene patted the dragon's shoulder. 'And thank you.
Bye, Daystar.'
As she bent forward to kiss him, the flash of light on the blade of the sword caught the child's attention, and he reached for it with both hands.
'Ah-ah-ah!' he demanded.
'No, Daystar,' Cimorene replied gently. 'Not now. This is for later, when you're older.'
'Ah-ah-ah?' said Daystar emphatically.
'When you're older,' Cimorene said again. 'Come on, Morwen, let's get started.' Together they walked through the trees to find a place to hide the sword against the time when Daystar would be old enough to use it.
