He shakes his head. "That's the thing, though.<em>I</em>have never lied to her. Not once. In fact, she can't hear me. Trust me, I tried, many times. I know she hears someone... I'm guessing it's you. So, I directed my clerics to guide her, and raise her, and train her... to become the world's beloved champion, and, ultimately, my wife. But I always should have known you'd return. And a mere two and a half years before I planned to take her as my own." He sighs, again. "I hardly hold it against you. Even if you did choose her deliberately, there's no way you could have known exactly what you were ruining. However..." He looks sorrowful, like a mortal considering his own mortality. "My people have grown warlike. And, when I am 'reborn', I will be, too. And I will not forget what you have done, and will likely see it in a new light. Oh, I doubt it will be anything overt. I know how strong you are. But there is more than one way to be a threat. I do wish this could be resolved, peacefully, though."