Yes, I must do what you will not do, and kill him.

Also your tale of the decree of the heavens and of that vision which led you to the precipice to save us is false.

Lady, you met me by the river because the 'mighty' Hesea, the Spirit of the Mountain, so commanded you." "How know you that ?" Atene said, springing up and facing him, while the jaw of old Simbri dropped and the eyelids blinked over his glazed eyes.
"In the same way that I know much else.

Lady, it would have been better if you had spoken all the truth." Now Atene's face went ashen and her cheeks sank in.
"Who told you ?" she whispered.

"Was it you, Magician ?" and she turned upon her uncle like a snake about to strike.