Regardless of whether genuine, it was nothing that was equipped for opposing the force of the man before him, a man to whom the hundreds of years were years. Entrancing, to think about all he had seen and done. ButBeheim didn’t pine for the Patriarch’s experience or his force, nor did he want to get it. He needed to be away from Castle Banat, away from everything related with it, and he chose to hold his tongue, trusting that his quiet would speed the finish of the meeting. “You know,” said the Patriarch, moving in his seat, “I’m not exactly clear why this is so critical to us. This business of the Golden. Normally there’s the question of an indecency. A gross inappropriateness at that. We truly can’t allow such goings-on. Yet, there’s something else to it besides that. Something of more prominent outcome included. I just can’t place it.” He contemplated his left hand, as though thinking about the deficiency of his five fingers; then, at that point he looked up splendidly. “So maybe in this occasion I have submitted to the directs of reason, for I solidly accept that your cooperation in this is the way to settling some more profound inquiry. Not only your cooperation. Something aligned with it, something… ” He made a disappointed commotion. “I can nearly get a handle on it. Nearly! Ok, well. Clearly I need you. I’ll must be happy with realizing that, I assume. How odd to require anybody, particularly one so young.” Beheim said nothing, and a stressed grin went to the Patriarch’s lips. “I keep thinking about whether Agenor genuinely comprehends your part in this,” he said. “I think not. He doesn’t have the order of the circumstance that he accepts. It’s all so entwined. Roland. Felipe and Dolores. The Valeas. Alexandra.” He let out a wry laugh. “Alexandra! Presently there, there’s a piece of work for you!” He sought Beheim for a response, however Beheim kept an obstinate quietness. A solitary scowl line damaged the smooth spread of the Patriarch’s forehead. It was the ideal image of his state of mind, the line a craftsman may have decided to communicate harsh dismay. “Well now,” he said with fretfulness. “How might I compensate you for this priceless assistance? A fortune, maybe. Privileged insights. Something generous is called for. What will it be?” The dim air over his head had started to mix, becoming overflowing with subtle flickers, an actual indication, Beheim thought, of his conflict under the surface among reason and frantic longing. He didn’t figure he could chance irritating the Patriarch further, but he would not like to request a prize, unfortunate that he may request excessively or excessively little, and that this may build his fomentation. Finally he said, “I’m glad to serve you, my ruler. In truth, I canhope for no award more noteworthy than to procure your proceeded with concern. Notwithstanding, I keep thinking about whether we may examine something that has involved worry to me, and may, I accept, have a direction on my examination.” This seemed to satisfy the Patriarch. His grimace evaporated, he settled back in the seat and advised Beheim to continue. “Prior in your chamber,” Beheim said, “we had a short trade with respect to this matter, and however I comprehend it isn’t something that has instructed your advantage to any incredible degree, I accept in any case that it justifies your consideration as of now.” The Patriarch’s murmur was one of persistence woefully attempted. “You plan to exhaust me once more, do you not, with discussion of the East?” “I trust I will prevail in—” “I have said all I will regarding the matter.” Beheim let a couple of moments pass prior to reacting. “You have put me in an off-kilter position, my master. I don’t wish to insult, however I would not be serving you well in the event that I didn’t squeeze this matter. I feel, and I have felt all along, that the homicide and the chance of a relocation were by one way or another related. You, when all is said and done, have expressed that there is something else to the examination besides my answer of the wrongdoing, that you sense some more profound inquiry might be included. I present that this inquiry of relocation might be the very thing you have detected.” “And imagine a scenario where it is?” said the Patriarch. Befuddled by this, Beheim said, “I expect to be that in case such is the situation, you would need to contemplate the materials accessible, to—” “There isn’t anything to consider. Either a portion of my kids will go into the East, or probably they will not. I pass on that for them to choose. Delivering choices of this sort will empower them to create toward a higher plane, and maybe some time or another they will be fit for choosing more critical issues. Issues, for example, those I should choose. Issues”— he raised his voice, keeping Beheim from breaking in—”that steer clear of anything you would see!” “In any case, ruler,” said Beheim, “in case this is along these lines, for what reason do you use words, for example, ‘significant’ and ‘huge’ when alluding to it?” “in any case,” said the Patriarch briskly, “it isn’t at all sure that I was in our remarks alluding to the subject of a movement. That presently can’t seem to be clarified. Nonetheless, in case I was alluding to it, maybe it had somesignificance to me right now. Presently, I can guarantee you, it is of no outcome at all.” The silliness of this assertion left Beheim completely puzzled. However then, at that point he contemplated whether this changeability of worry on the Patriarch’s part was not proof of craziness, yet a significant piece of information to the idea of a person that had developed into the outsider. Furthermore, could any stamped contrast between the two conditions be distinguished by somebody who had encountered neither one? “What of your government assistance, my master?” he inquired. “Furthermore, what of the Family?