Lady Shannen lowers her eyes and talks demurely.
-I'm heavy with the son of my sire. He's bound to become be the newest Lord of Rocksword.
I haven’t heard from Lord Duncan, my husband. I don’t know if he’s dead or taken prisoner, or wounded and in need of help. I do know that his sword, the Ferghaills’ sword, is symbol and token of sovereignity. Lairin, the sword, is very ancient and powerful. The visioneers say that, should the sword be lost, the Borderlands would be swept away, the fortress crumble and the Ferghaill dynasty disappear.
I ask you to go in search of the sword. I pray Esus and all of the gods, that you may also find my husband.
Here, take this ring. It's the signet ring of our family. Show it to Duncan, should you meet him, and he'll know you were sent by me.-
—Your word bounds us, my lady,— you say, and depart.