Sparhawk composes himself, running the tale through his mind to get it straight. God knows, it was complicated enough living through it.
"The whole tale may seen unbelievable, but every word is true, and confirmed from the mind of Zalasta," he begins. "Zalasta always harboured a love for Sephrenia, and was even promised to her for a time. The promise was dissolved when Aphrael was born as Sephrenia's sister. Sephrenia's life was given over to looking after Aphrael and there was no room for Zalasta as anything more than a friend. He did not accept this. He was the one who masterminded the killing of Sephrenia's parents, trying to kill Aphrael while she was still young in her new form. The attack failed, and Zalasta shifted his own blame to the Delphae, remaining a friend in Sephrenia's eyes."
This may not interest Martel, but everything is important. "Zalasta was still determined to possess Sephrenia, but everything that Zalasta could discover told him that only one thing was capable of killing a god. The Bhelliom. The rings that controlled it were beyond his reach, but he knew that I would come, and so he stayed close to Sephrenia, hoping that he could use me to achieve his ends. I was too well guarded."
This is the part that Sparhawk finds hard to say, nearly as hard as his conversation with another figure from Martel's past recently. "Instead, Zalasta found another. Someone who wanted to learn more than was being taught, and would pay well for the privilege. Someone like you, brother."
There is no malice in that last statement, Sparhawk's tone is matter of fact and dry, reciting facts and old history. He pauses there for a moment, to see if Martel wants to hit him yet.
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"The whole tale may seen unbelievable, but every word is true, and confirmed from the mind of Zalasta," he begins. "Zalasta always harboured a love for Sephrenia, and was even promised to her for a time. The promise was dissolved when Aphrael was born as Sephrenia's sister. Sephrenia's life was given over to looking after Aphrael and there was no room for Zalasta as anything more than a friend. He did not accept this. He was the one who masterminded the killing of Sephrenia's parents, trying to kill Aphrael while she was still young in her new form. The attack failed, and Zalasta shifted his own blame to the Delphae, remaining a friend in Sephrenia's eyes."
This may not interest Martel, but everything is important. "Zalasta was still determined to possess Sephrenia, but everything that Zalasta could discover told him that only one thing was capable of killing a god. The Bhelliom. The rings that controlled it were beyond his reach, but he knew that I would come, and so he stayed close to Sephrenia, hoping that he could use me to achieve his ends. I was too well guarded."
This is the part that Sparhawk finds hard to say, nearly as hard as his conversation with another figure from Martel's past recently. "Instead, Zalasta found another. Someone who wanted to learn more than was being taught, and would pay well for the privilege. Someone like you, brother."
There is no malice in that last statement, Sparhawk's tone is matter of fact and dry, reciting facts and old history. He pauses there for a moment, to see if Martel wants to hit him yet.