[Another assumption. Screw it.] I am not as foolish as to assume I can bend fate. You can look to the rest of the clan for that kind of deluded thinking.

[But this harbinger has given him a horrible clue. He sets his hands on his hips. A mage of the king. The captain of the guard. Two ancient beings…]

Now then, a mage of the late king. I’m getting a rather interesting picture of things in light of that. I assume I’m the only Alberich you’ve met.

[Where is going on within the clan now. What doesn’t he know.]