Jotan acted as spokesman. "By granting us permission to set out for Ammad. Already have we delayed longer than was intended. To avoid the rainy season we should like to leave at once."
Pryak thought for a moment. He must not let them go so easily. They might think that he was relieved to be rid of them—that his hospitality was less than Urim's had been.
He said, "Would you start on so perilous a journey without first showing honor to your God? Tomorrow the Games begin. It would be wise to attend the first two days; otherwise misfortune may beset your path to Ammad."
Jotan was shrewd enough to yield. He guessed that Pryak was expecting to strengthen further his position as king by exhibiting the three Ammadians to the crowd as his intimates.
"Agreed," he responded. "I know that Jaltor, my king, will be greatly interested in an account of the lavishness of Sephar's Games."
It was then that Pryak found a solution to his problem!
Jotan, thinking the interview ended, had turned to go.
"Wait, Jotan of Ammad!"
The men from Ammad turned, surprised by the urgency in the high priest's voice. Pryak had risen and was coming toward them.
"There is something you can do for me, Jotan—a small matter, but one that will relieve a rather delicate situation."