"Therefore the youngest of them all stood up, and with a voice like amber wine she spoke: 'Great sir, now all is clear and seeming well, yet there is still one remaining problem; my children, sir, they as yet unborn, shall never hear your words so pure and grand.' 'You see', the great one spoke aloud, 'it is your humble kin for whom I write this book. It is the law, our honor bound in hide.'"