‘I will walk with you.’
‘No, I will come alone. Soon.’
Asmidir rose and as he walked away, Ironhand’s spirit settled down beside her. ‘Fell died,’ she said.
‘I know. I saw him walk the path towards the Light. The old man, Gwalchmai, was beside him. I tried to follow but the way was closed to me. I stayed too long, Sigarni. Now I am trapped.’
‘That is so unfair,’ she told him.
He smiled. ‘In all my dealings in life – and subsequently in death -fairness has never seemed apparent. It is not important. My spirit lived to see your day, and to know that my blood, and Elarine’s, ran true in our daughter. The future is fraught with peril, but you will lead your people well. I know this, and my pride soars higher than High Druin. Now it is time for you to meet with your generals. To thank them, and praise them, and promote others to take the place of those who lie dead.’
‘I cannot think of that now!’
‘You can and you mustl You restored Torgan’s pride, and he fought like a lion for you. He should take Fell’s place.’
‘He is too headstrong. Harcanan would be better.’
Ironhand chuckled. ‘You see, you can think of it! Go now, my daughter. And think of me once in a while.’
‘You’re not leaving me?’
‘It is time. The Path of Light is closed to me, but perhaps there are other paths. Who knows?’
‘I’ve lost Fell, and now I am losing you.’
‘You will find others, Sigarni. You will never be short of friends and advisors. I wish that I could hug you, but such pleasures are not for the dead. Go back now, my daughter.’
Without a word more of farewell, he faded away.
Sigarni stood for a moment, then turned and strode back towards the victory fires at the encampment.
EPILOGUE
THE SUMMER HAD just begun when Sigarni the Queen rode with her retainers to Ironhand’s Falls. Taliesen was waiting at the cave, as he had promised. The Queen dismounted and walked through to where he sat, a small fire taking the chill from the damp air within the cave.
‘Well met, Taliesen.’
‘And you, Battle Queen. Are you ready for the next battle?’
‘Time will tell, Taliesen. What of you? Are you ready to tell me why you gave me your aid?’
‘Not yet,” he said, with a smile. ‘But my land is also at war, and I cannot dally here long. I have a queen to meet; she is old, but iron-hard, and she has faced her enemies all her life, and now waits to meet the last of them – a demon sent through time to hunt her.’
‘Sent by Jakuta Khan,’ she said. ‘I know; he told me just before he died.’
‘I have no doubt you will kill it, my lady,’ he said solemnly.
‘I have much to do, Taliesen. You asked me to meet you here, and now I ask you to tell me why.’
‘I thought you might wish to say goodbye to a friend.’
‘Are we friends, sorcerer?’
‘I hope so, but I was not speaking of myself. The dwarf Ballistar came to me, and asked a favour. I said I would grant it and by your leave I shall.’
Sigarni sighed.’He wants to go back to Yur-vale?’
‘That is what he requested.’
‘But he will die there.’
‘I think so. But, in his own words, he will die as a whole man. He will stand tall again before the end. It could even be that, with the new order there, the air will not be as poisonous or the food so deadly. I do not know. What I do know is that without your blessing, and a drop of your blood, he will be a dwarf on the other side also.’
‘You are asking me to send a friend to his death.’
‘No, my lady, I am asking you to give him a chance at a life he desperately desires.’
Sigarni sat down by the fire. ‘I love that man,’ she said, ‘and I would do anything in my power to make him happy. If that is what he wants, then of course I shall grant it.’