Back then, I had not yet learned how, by getting married, Hairam and I had triggered a whole series of uprisings in the cosmic order of events. We were living the final years of an entire Age. Many prophecies were going to be fulfilled, spells a thousand years old were going to be broken. The world as we knew it was going to pass, and we would be the tools the Gods themselves chose to put into act the inexorable Fate. The forces we had put into motion since the Crown of Sibereht had fallen into our hands were beyond any expectation. Soon even the golden palaces of the Immortals would tremble.