“And that brings me to my fourth, and most important, point. What makes you think that this overman will find this Book of Death, or whatever it is? He says that it’s in the royal chapel of some palace. What palace? The only palace in Ur-Dormulk is this one, and I promise you all, on my soul and the shades of my ancestors, that there is no royal chapel here containing a mystical book no one can read! If this book exists at all, it must be in the crypts somewhere. Have you ever been in the crypts, any of you?”
The three advisers nodded in unison, like chastised children.
“All of you. Then you should know that you can’t find anything in the crypts unless you know exactly where it is! They go on forever, in a maze, like a mass of worms tied in knots.
“So do you know what I’m going to do? I
