Zoon: What doom, Oomuz?
Oomuz: We know not, Master. We are simple people and we know not that. But we know from of old there is a doom about her. We know it, Master; we have been told from of old.
Zoon: Yes, there could well be a doom about the Queen.
Oomuz: Follow not after, Master, when she goes to Aether Mountain. There is surely a doom about her. A doom was with her mother upon that very peak.
Zoon: Yes, Oomuz, a doom well becomes her.
Oomuz: Doubt it not, Master; there is a doom about her.
Zoon: Oomuz, I doubt not. For there is something wonderful about the Queen, beyond all earthly wonders. Something like thunder beyond far clouds or hail hurling from heaven; there should be indeed a terrible doom about her.
Oomuz: Master, I have warned you for the sake of the days when we raided the golden hoard beyond the marshes.
Zoon (taking his hand): Thank you, good Oomuz.
[He goes towards door after the others.