I know how it sounds. [ But she has to press on because even she couldn't explain their time apart that hadn't existed for him at all if he asked. ] But... yes, that's what I've been told. And I do believe it. Brennan - The Inquisitor, as is his title, knew more about me and of our adventures than he could have unless he'd spoken to me. He said we wrote each other, that... in his time, ten years from when we end the Blight, I've been off in the Deep Roads searching for a cure for the taint.

[ Then, meekly: ] He's said that you're to be king, Alistair. And he isn't the only one. But - Never mind that. We have our own time to go through, don't we? So, if you don't want the throne, you needn't take it just because we've been told otherwise.

[ Robyn smiles, small, but earnestly. She doesn't mention that she'd been told that she would be his queen, that they'd be married. Alistair may know her, but she has no idea if their relationship is the same as it'd been. Best not to overwhelm him.

Speaking of: ] We ought to go inside. The forest isn't dangerous, but we'll be more comfortable there.