Tyr looked at Mason.
"Zarman will be governor of Lyallar. Otho must die. Fay—Fay will be banished for her treachery. Let her keep the emeralds. She will die if we take them from her. The Trylla will live in peace and friendship with the Earth peoples. It is my order."
Zarman came forward and held out his hand to Space Commander Mason who took it thoughtfully. The man with the bald head swung on Tyr.
"Then it is true what Katha said? You can go near a sun? It makes your body like—that?"
"It fills it with heat and light. And heat and light are energy. My body is energy, right now. Later, that peak of pure energy will fade. It will resume its normal look. But potentially, it is always as you see it now ... needing only a sun to make it so."
Katha looked at Mason, across the cobblestones of the square.
She said, "I told you Tyr is the one to renew the Glows. He would not die on a planet near enough to the sun for the elements we need."
"I will do that," agreed Tyr. "I am no longer god of the Trylla. I brought them their freedom. I have discharged the responsibility they put about my shoulders when they made me their god.
"My father was ardth. I, too, am ardth. If I can save the ardth, I shall."
He turned toward Commander Mason and said. "And, being an ardth, I am under your orders, sir."