Chapter Translations
Aria VI
Funea Sings: There is sadness, there is sadness
I’m depressed myself
Hi ri hoireann o, hi ri hoireann o
There are some things on my mind
What my mouth will not admit
Hi ri ri ri o ho, roho hi hoireann o
But Margaret nan quiad
You dared to lie to me
Hi ri hoireann o, hi ri hoireann o
You cast me as a curse
I couldn’t believe it
Hi ri ri ri o ho, roho hi hoireann o.
Aria: Who sings the song of the hunt? You are a goat person.
Funea: How do you know the language?
Aria: My mother taught me. Who are you?
Funea: They call me Funea. I’ve told you my name, it’s time to tell me yours.
Aria: They call me the storm rider.
Funea: You are the earth born. What are you doing here?
Aria: I sacrificed myself for the other people. They are on their way to see Omdrus
Funea: The witch must not know. This knowledge will kill our rulers.
Aria: The witch only knows what I allow.
Funea: You are bold, storm rider. Well done, storm rider. Let us know that our storm rider’s name is Aria, and no blood connection or promises of victory steal her will and strength. For her loyalty belongs to our great king.
Aria VII
Aria: What is to come, may come. He can take his axes and swords with him, and be armed with his bow and staff. And we will fight until we reach the other country.
Aria XVI
Aria: The dying breath separates us.
Epilogue II
Spell: Bring the dead back to life. Take the woman whose head was torn from her body and thrown into the fire. Take the one who is betrayed by her own blood.
Give us the dark witch. Bring us the one they call the White Queen.