Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ittingonthesolidgoldthroneseemiremelysatisfied,asifhealreadywastheowhegoldpadthekingofthiskingdom.Seeinghimthus,WhiteFairywasveryangryaedhimsaying,

    “Don’tyouhavetheleastbitretinyourheartforwhatyoudid?Don’tyoufeetalpologetictowardsthewholefieldofsoldierswhojustdiedtogetyouhere?”

    “Regret?”askedAtsboldfadself-fident.“WhyshouldIfeelregret?Ibelievethatevenmytribesmenwhoarelyingdeadilefieldoutsidewillnothavetheleastbitret.Youshouldknowthatourndsaresobarrenthatweseldomreapanythingfromtheseedswesowthere.Thepasturesareileeitherandourmbandcalvesdiebeforetheymature.Iledmymentothisbeautifuilendahoughtheyalldiehere,Iamsuretheywillbehappyandsatisfiedtoknowthattheyareburiedinsuchawonderheywillbeg