The intruder stepped closer and Leonardo prepared for an attack that did not come. The figure only laughed. "The Princes of Tir Tairngire do not command me. I command them . Always must I work to keep my foolish children under control. " The figure drew aside the veil of shadow to reveal the features of a man with pale golden eyes and long, white hair swept back from a high forehead above a face whose features seemed carved from stone. They were features Leonardo knew well, even as he knew the name that escaped unbidden from his lips, no more than a whisper. "Lofwyr . . ."