NAURIK: Sit here, your Highness. Perhaps I should say your Majesty? Pontagar sits PONTAGAR: Yes … yes, shocking. Father revealed himself as … PANEL 2 NAURIK: Arrogond was headstrong and stubborn. You two certainly had your disagreements, but you were ever loving to him. He was devoted to you, I know. Think about that. PANEL 3 PONTAGAR: (eyes welling with tears) Yes … yes, I did love my father … PANEL 4 NAURIK: And when you take the potion and undergo the ritual, you will remember that. And also, you will remember how glad you were to be returned alive and well from the war. PONTAGAR: Y … yes, of course. NAURIK: And, proud warrior that he was, Arrogond wanted to spar with you to prove he still had some of his old mettle. That was just like him, wasn’t it? PONTAGAR: Yes … that would be just like … like him. PANEL 5 NAURIK: To the point of disdaining safer weapons and picking up live steel. He was sure of his own prowess, and trusted you and yours. But – there was a slip, wasn’t there, and the king fell on your blade by mischance. PONTAGAR: He … did? NAURIK: Yes, terrible misfortune, of course. You never intended to kill him. It was an accident. Yes, an awful accident. And that is what you know happened. PONTAGAR: Yes … accident. PANEL 6 NAURIK: Don’t worry, my prince. I will help you just as I helped your father. Listen and follow my advice. All will be well.