"When one speaks, both speak.

I love them equally." "Then, Guest of my heart, it shall go as I have said.

Brother Blue-eyes shall fight first, and if he falls then Brother Grey-eyes.

The feast is ended, and it is my hour for prayer.
Slaves, bid the people fill their cups.

Lady, I pray of you, stand forward on the dais." She obeyed, and at a sign the black slave-women gathered behind her with their flaming torches.