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〃True enough；〃 said her prisoner。
She wanted no more talk of Erreth…Akbe； sensing a danger in the subject。 〃He was a dragonlord； they say。 And you say you're one。 Tell me； what is a dragonlord？〃
Her tone was always jeering； his answers direct and plain； as if he took her questions in good faith。
〃One whom the dragons will speak with；〃 he said； 〃that is a dragonlord； or at least that is the center of the matter。 It's not a trick of mastering the dragons； as most people think。 Dragons have no masters。 The question is always the same； with a dragon： will he talk with you or will he eat you？ If you can count upon his doing the former； and not doing the latter； why then you're a dragonlord。〃
〃Dragons can speak？〃
〃Surely！ In the Eldest Tongue； the language we men learn so hard and use so brokenly； to make our spells of magic and of patterning。 No man knows all that language； or a tenth of it。 He has not time to learn it。 But dragons live a thousand years。。。 They are worth talking to； as you might guess。〃
〃Are there dragons here in Atuan？〃
〃Not for many centuries； I think； nor in Karego…At。 But in your northernmost island； Hur…at…Hur； they say there are still large dragons in the mountains。 In the Inner Lands they all keep now to the farthest west； the remote West Reach； islands where no men live and few men e。 If they grow hungry； they raid the lands to their east； but that is seldom。 I have seen the island where they e to dance together。 They fly on their great wings in spirals； in and out； higher and higher over the western sea； like a storming of yellow leaves in autumn。〃 Full of the vision； his eyes gazed through the black paintings on the walls； through the walls and the earth and the darkness； seeing the open sea stretch unbroken to the sunset； the golden dragons on the golden wind。
〃You are lying；〃 the girl said fiercely； 〃you are making it up。〃
He looked at her； startled。 〃Why should I lie； Arha？〃
〃To make me feel like a fool； and stupid； and afraid。 To make yourself seem wise； and brave； and powerful； and a dragon…lord and all this and all that。 You've seen dragons dancing； and the towers in Havnor； and you know all about everything。 And I know nothing at all and haven't been anywhere。 But all you know is lies！ You are nothing but a thief and a prisoner； and you have no soul； and you'll never leave this place again。 It doesn't matter if there's oceans and dragons and white towers and all that； because you'll never see them again； you'll never even see the light of the sun。 All I know is the dark； the night underground。 And that's all there really is。 That's all there is to know； in the end。 The silence； and the dark。 You know everything； wizard。 But I know one thing … the one true thing！〃
He bowed his head。 His long hands； copper…brown； were quiet on his knees。 She saw the fourfold scar on his cheek。 He had gone farther than she into the dark； he knew death better than she did； even death。。。 A rush of hatred for him rose up in her； choking her throat for an instant。 Why did he sit there so defenseless and so strong？ Why could she not defeat him？
〃This is why I have let you live；〃 she said suddenly； without the least forethought。 〃I want you to show me how the tricks of sorcerers are performed。 So long as you have some art to show me； you'll stay alive。 If you have none； if it's all foolery and lies； why then I'll have done with you。 Do you understand？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Very well。 Go on。〃
He put his head in his hands a minute； and shifted his position。 The iron belt kept him from ever getting quite fortable； unless he lay down flat。
He raised his face at last and spoke very seriously。 〃Listen； Arha。 I am a Mage； what you call a sorcerer。 I have certain arts and powers。 That's true。 It's also true that here in the Place of the Old Powers； my strength is very little and my crafts don't avail me。 Now I could work illusion for you； and show you all kinds of wonders。 That's the least part of wizardry。 I could work illusions when I was a child； I can do them even here。 But if you believe them； they'll frighten you； and you may wish to kill me if fear makes you angry。 And if you disbelieve them； you'll see them as only lies and foolery； as you say； and so I forfeit my life again。 And my purpose and desire； at the moment； is to stay alive。〃
That made her laugh； and she said； 〃Oh； you'll stay alive awhile； can't you see that？ You are stupid！ All right； show me these illusions。 I know them to be false and won't be afraid of them。 I wouldn't be afraid if they were real； as a matter of fact。 But go ahead。 Your precious skin is safe； for tonight； anyhow。〃
At that he laughed； as she had a moment ago。 They tossed his life back and forth between them like a ball； playing。
〃What do you wish me to show you？〃
〃What can you show me？〃
〃Anything。〃
〃How you brag and brag！〃
〃No；〃 he said； evidently a little stung。 〃I do not。 I didn't mean to； anyway。〃
〃Show me something you think worth seeing。 Anything！〃
He bent his head and looked at his hands awhile。 Nothing happened。 The tallow candle in her lantern burned dim and steady。 The black pictures on the walls； the bird…winged； flightless figures with eyes painted dull red and white； loomed over him and over her。 There was no sound。 She sighed； disappointed and somehow grieved。 He was weak； he talked great things； but did nothing。 He was nothing but a good liar； and not even a good thief。 〃Well；〃 she said at last； and gathered her skirts together to rise。 The wool rustled strangely as she moved。 She looked down at herself； and stood up in startlement。
The heavy black she had worn for years was gone； her dress was of turquoise…colored silk； bright and soft as the evening sky。 It belled out full from her hips； and all the skirt was embroidered with thin silver threads and seed pearls and tiny crumbs of crystal； so that it glittered softly； like rain in April。
She looked at the magician； speechless。
〃Do you like it？〃
〃Where…〃
〃It's like a gown I saw a princess wear once； at the Feast of Sunreturn in the New Palace in Havnor；〃 he said； looking at it with satisfaction。 〃You told me to show you something worth seeing。 I show you yourself。〃
〃Make it… make it go away。〃
〃You gave me your cloak；〃 he said as if in reproach。 〃Can I give you nothing？ Well； don't worry。 It's only illusion； see。〃
He seemed not to raise a finger； certainly he said no word； but the blue splendor of silk was gone； and she stood in her own harsh black。
She stood still awhile。
〃How do I know；〃 she said at last； 〃that you are what you seem to be？〃
〃You don't；〃 said he。 〃I don't know what I seem； to you。〃
She brooded again。 〃You could trick me into seeing you as…〃 She broke off； for he had raised his hand and pointed upward； the briefest sketch of a gesture。 She thought he was casting a spell； and drew back quickly towards the door； but following his gesture； her eyes found high in the dark arching roof the small square that was the spy hole from the treasury of the Twin Gods' temple。
There was no light from the spy hole； she could see nothing； hear no one overhead there； but he had pointed； and his q