Evander considered her question for another quiet moment. There were few enchanters that matched him in creativity and skill. Typically Evander’s work had marks of his craftsmanship all over them, which given the pride he took in his work, suited him just fine. But these were different circumstances.

“It would be exceptionally difficult,” Evander finally answered, “I won’t sacrifice quality for anonymity, and I’m afraid that’s what the choice would likely be. But if the wings are destroyed, it wouldn’t be easy for them to be traced. If they were found intact?” He shrugged, “It would be rather easy to tell, that is, if it were someone who knew my work.”