Narrator: They entered the royal chamber. Reen was exactly like six years old. Maybe it was this that launched the seed of Rexor''s plans. Would it have been young and soft skin? Or the emerald eyes? Or the golden glow of Beylon''s crown?
Reen: Reen: My uncle this is Lord Krador, Lord General of the Fellowship of Free Companions.
Krador: Hail Beylon! May your kingdom grow in power! And its king in wisdom!
Beylon: You know how to greet a king, Lord Krador! Reen ... For six years we''ve heard nothing of you! Have you spent these years following this Lord Krador?
Krador: Majesty, your niece does not follow me, she guides me!
Beylon: We'll talk tomorrow, tonight you can stay in the guest wing.