Well, we are here in Thek.
Ludibras:
How lucky we are that the King has come to Thek. I feared he would never come.
Ichtharion:
It is a most fair city.
Ludibras:
When he tarried year after year in monstrous Barbul-el-Sharnak, I feared that I would see the sun rise never more in the windy glorious country. I feared we should live always in Barbul-el-Sharnak and be buried among houses.
Ichtharion:
It is mountainous with houses: there are no flowers there. I wonder how the winds come into it.
Ludibras: