Tell the Queen that there's been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders. Now, I'm to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg...'I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that's not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen.
The young must grow oldWhilst old ones grow older.And cowards will shrinkAs the bold grow bolder.Courage may blossom in quiet hearts,For who can tell where bravery starts?Truth is a song, oft lying unsung,Some mother bird protecting her young.Those who lay down their lives for friends, The echo rolls onward, it seldom ends.Who never turned and ran, but stayed?This is a warrior, born, not made.Living in peace, aye many a season, Calm in life and sound in reason,Till evil arrives, a wicked horde Driving the warrior to pick up his swordThe challenger rings then, straight and fair, Justice is with us, beware, beware.