Calis said, “You don’t believe in magic.”
Nakor smiled, but there was little humor in his expression. “Call it tricks, then, or spirit force or anything you like, but those serpent men, they use their powers in a very twisted way. They do evil things that no sane man would think to do, because they are not sane.
“These are not the creatures that mothers tell children of, to make them mind. These are very bad creatures who think that one of the Dragon Lords, named Alma-Lodaka, is a goddess. More, they think she is the mother of all creation, the Green Mother, the Emerald Lady of Serpents. She created them as servants, living decoration, nothing more, but they think they are her ‘favorites,’ like children she loves, and once they open a door for her return, she will elevate them to the status of demigods. They will never believe that if they do this terrible thing, this Alma-Lodaka will sweep them away along with everything else.”
Nakor fell silent a moment, then said, “Calis makes no stories. If this woman, this Emerald Queen, is behaving as I think she is, then things are very bad. Calis, tell them of your father.”
Calis nodded. “My father is called Tomas. He was a human boy as all here were. He came to own some artifacts of power, ancient armor and a golden sword once the property of a Valheru, by name Ashen-Shugar. My father wore that armor and carried that sword through the Riftwar, against the Tsurani, and over the years he changed.
“My father is no longer human. He is something unique on this world, a human body changed by the spirit of the long-dead Dragon Lord who owned that armor and sword.”
“Unique until now,” said Nakor. “For this Emerald Queen may be another such as he.”
The men muttered, and Calis said, “For reasons I only half understand, my father’s nature is that of the human boy—”
Nakor interrupted again. “That is for another time. I know why, and these men don’t need to.” To the men he said, “It’s simply true. Tomas is a man, with a human heart, despite his power. But this woman, this one who called herself Lady Clovis a long time ago—”
Hatonis said, “The Emerald Queen is Lady Clovis! It’s been nearly twenty-five years since she fled the city with Valgasha and Dahakon.”
Nakor shrugged. “It’s her body.”
“The point,” continued Calis, “is that if the Pantathians are using their magic to do with this woman what others did with my father . . .”
Calis spoke briefly of how his father, a boy from the Far Coast, had come to wear ancient armor that magically gave him the memories and powers of one of the ancient Dragon Lords. “Nakor is convinced,” he finished, “that this Emerald Queen is a mortal woman he once knew, with magic ability, but still much like you, who is undergoing a transformation much as my father did more than fifty years ago.”
“Then another Dragon Lord may soon be among us,” finished Nakor.
Biggo said, “Why can’t your father settle her for once and for all—then we can all go home?”
Calis said, “There’s more to this than two Dragon Lords facing off. More than I’m willing to tell.” He glanced at Nakor, who nodded.
Nakor said, “She’s not a Valheru yet.” He nodded with certainty. “If she was, she’d come flying across the ocean on a dragon. She wouldn’t need an army.”
Calis said, “If you’re completely through?”
Nakor grinned, but without any self-consciousness. “Probably not.”
“In any event, someone must return to Krondor and tell Prince Nicholas what occurs here.”
“What if only one of us gets back?” asked Luis. “What do we say?”
Calis was silent a moment, then told them, “You must say this: the Pantathians bring a host to take by force what they could not take before by guile. Leading them is one in the mantle of a Dragon Lord who may be able to seize the prize. Tomas and Pug must be warned.”
He looked at the faces of the men, orange and yellow from the flicker of the firelight, all discomfort from the cold forgotten. “Just those three things. That will be ample warning.
“Now repeat them: the Pantathians bring a host to take by force what they could not take before by guile . . .” The men repeated the sentence as if learning a lesson in school.
“Leading them is one in the mantle of a Dragon Lord who may be able to seize the prize.” The men repeated that.
“Tomas and Pug must be warned.” The company repeated that, too. “You may be asked a lot of other questions; answer truly and do not embellish or color your account. Truth is our only ally in this. But whatever else, you must remember these three things.”
Nakor said, “Now, I will help you understand what each of those three things means, so even if you’re too stupid to remember more than those three sentences, you might at least answer a question correctly.”
A few of the men laughed, but most remained quiet.