Temenos nodded and allowed Lord Albus to collect his armour and put it back on. As he left, Lord Albus told Temenos that he would speak to the giants and persuade them to let him out of the cage, so long as he didn't hurt any of them or try to escape. The dragon agreed to do this and watched Lord Albus climb back up the winding stone staircase leading to the city of Delphinor. He arrived at the top of the staircase to a chorus of applause from the grateful giants. It was the first time in a long while that Albus had allowed himself to smile. Mimir led Albus to a smaller house, which was reserved for him and suited to his stature. Though the house, hidden behind a rock shelf and accessed through black marble doors, was still large compared to mortal dwellings. It was also ornate and littered with gold furnishing and features. Most notable was a large chandelier in the atrium and gold-plated bannisters leading to his bed chambers and spare rooms. Albus thanked Mimir and led himself to a room where he could again remove his armour. Instantly he felt the lightness again of being free of it. The giants did not have dragon-scale armour, so he had been forced to wear it all through the journey on the now-stabled thestrel, Glorfindel. He felt a pang of pain from his shoulder, which had borne the brunt of this weight, given its weakened state. The wound where the spell had impacted was looking nasty and possibly infected, but the Lord tried to put it from his mind. He slept for several hours in his chambers before returning to the city to seek Mimir.