Harmony could still move, even when all the world was frozen. It paced slowly around her, its eyes unblinking as they watched her. “We know the minds of all creatures who dwell within Harmony, because every mind is part of us. The Storm King is no part of the Harmony, even though all his servants and friends are. His mind is thus, inviolate. Protected by distance, and by the ancients’ sacred law. He did the construction himself, entrusting the design to no machine, no servants. We know only what he said of it to others.”