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conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for a book with the title 'The Eternal Champion'
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conversations.value: The Eternal Champion
  King Rigenos paused and then spoke again into the almost absolute silence that had fallen in the Great Hall.
  As one man, we rose to our feet and yelled our battle-cries, turned in precision and marched from the Great Hall, out of the Palace of Ten Thousand Windows and into a day noisy with the swelling cheers of the people.
  But as we marched, one thought preyed on my mind. Where was Iolinda? Why had she not come to me? There had been so little time before the ceremony and yet I would have thought she would have sent a message at least.
  Down the winding streets of Necranal we marched in glorious procession. Through the cheering day with the bright sun shining on our weapons and our armour and our flags of a thousand rich colours waving in the wind.
  And I led them. I, Erekosë, the Eternal, the Champion, the Vengeance Bringer—I led them. My arms were raised as if I were already celebrating my victory. Pride filled me. I knew what glory was and I relished it. This was the way to live—as a warrior, a leader of great armies, a wielder of weapons.
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conversations.value: Again he sneered. "Noble blood! The vile stuff which flows in their polluted veins cannot be termed thus! Beware, Erekosë! I realise that you are not altogether versed in our ways or our knowledge, that your memory is hazy—but remember that the Eldren wanton has a tongue of liquid gold which can beguile you to your doom and ours. Pay no heed to her!"
  He said nothing, but just stood there, seeming to hate me as much as he hated the Eldren girl. His breathing was heavy and rasped in his throat.
  ALTHOUGH THE KING refrained from further outbursts against either myself or Ermizhad, it could not really be said that he warmed to me again, though he grew more relaxed as the shores of Necralala drew closer.
  And eventually Noonos was sighted and we left the better part of the fleet there to refit and reprovision, and sailed back up the River Droonaa to come again to Necranal.
  The news of our great sea victory was already in Necranal. Indeed, it had been amplified and it seemed that I had sunk some score of ships and destroyed their crews single-handedly!
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conversations.value: Indeed, it had been amplified and it seemed that I had sunk some score of ships and destroyed their crews single-handedly!. "Noble blood! The vile stuff which flows in their polluted veins cannot be termed thus! Beware, Erekosë! I realise that you are not altogether versed in our ways or our knowledge, that your memory is hazy—but remember that the Eldren wanton has a tongue of liquid gold which can beguile you to your doom and ours. Pay no heed to her!"
  He said nothing, but just stood there, seeming to hate me as much as he hated the Eldren girl. His breathing was heavy and rasped in his throat.
  ALTHOUGH THE KING refrained from further outbursts against either myself or Ermizhad, it could not really be said that he warmed to me again, though he grew more relaxed as the shores of Necralala drew closer.
  And eventually Noonos was sighted and we left the better part of the fleet there to refit and reprovision, and sailed back up the River Droonaa to come again to Necranal.
  The news of our great sea victory was already in Necranal.Again he sneered.
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conversations.value: I would doubtless have destroyed every blade of grass if Arjavh had not come hurrying over the ocean to stop me.
  We made our way back to the coast and we paused to look at the smouldering mountainside that had been Necranal.
  I shrugged. "I do not know. I think I did it for the only kind of peace that will last. I know my race too well. This Earth would have been for ever rent by strife of some kind. I had to decide who best deserved to live. If they had destroyed the Eldren, they would have soon turned on each other, as you know. And they fight for such empty things, too. For power over their fellows, for a bauble, for an extra acre of land that they will not till, for possession of a woman who doesn't want them."
  I was an empty man, then, bereft of emotion. I followed him towards the river. It moved sluggishly now. It was choked with black dust, with burned flesh.