When Ishit was lying in his chamber thinking about the dwarf and all, Oman knocked on the dark tower. The serpents wriggled and the door cracked open, letting in the lord of Minaak.
Bhadra greeted him in his study chamber with the floor littered with moth-eaten scrolls and books.
"Pardon this wizard, Lord Oman. I didn't expect your visit. " Udolf said in a ceremonial tone. But Oman could pick out the tinge of annoyance in his gruff voice. The wizard was not pleased with his untimely visit. Oman sighed remembering the deal he had with the wizard. For concealing his identity, the wizard would fulfill his three requests. Out of three, only one had left now.
"I need your help again, Bhadra " Oman didn't beat around the bush.
The wizard didn't say anything. In the pale light of earthen-lamp, lines surfaced upon his runes-covered forehead. His eyes glowed up dimly.
"You do know, after this, our pact will end, King," He said after a pause.
