"Enough, Garmandis. Do not trouble Nian Bing any further, he's already very weak. Stop the healing. Take advantage of my not being completely dead yet, for I have a few words to say to you and Kajethesis."
Teardrops flowed down Garmandis's face. When his father had esteemed Kajethesis, he did not grieve. When his beloved Dimente chose Kajethesis, he did not shed a tear. The position of Dragon God, which should have been his inheritance, was given to Kajethesis, yet he remained himself, like a staunch man incapable of weeping. But now, he wept, bitterly crying in front of his father who was on the brink of death. His knees giving way, Garmandis knelt before the Dragon God, clutching his father's forepaw tightly, his sorrow pouring out unabated.
