"Look around you, the only danger is that of slipping on the ice," Ronthin said as he and Veedi crossed the grounds. "Well if you were going to attack someone, would you make it obvious?" Veedi asked. "They're children, most of them are around six or seven years of age, who would want to hurt them?" "The man who wanted me dead." "What? That husband-man?" "Yes, him." "Are you still having the nightmares?" "Yes, same nightmare every night." "What happened to me?" asked the man. "Everything I've ever had they've taken from me," he said through gritted teeth. "This was meant to be." "What?" he replied. "So?"