"What about the shield around the building?"
I frowned. "I thought you said it was beyond your capabilities?"
"It is, but that does not mean it cannot be broken."
"We don't need it broken. We just need it altered enough to enable Azriel to get inside."
"That is certainly an easier option than breaking it. All we would need to do is unpick the spell enough to enable us to weave a variation through it."
"And would the shield's creator be aware of your handiwork?"
She hesitated. "If we broke it, yes. But, as with the doorway I wove into the stone circle within this building, the creator would only sense it if he or she happened to be looking for it."
I glanced at Azriel. "It's worth a shot. If the gate we're searching for is down there, at least you could get in."
He nodded, and looked at Rozelle. "If I take you back to the Brindle, would you be able to make the necessary arrangements for this?"
She nodded. "We could be back here in an hour."
"That would be brilliant," I said.
She smiled. "Trust me, it is my pleasure. It is a rare opportunity to practice what I have been taught."
Azriel glanced at me. "Will you stay here, or return home?"
I hesitated, then said, "Home."
"I shall meet you back there, then."