I’m sure someone’s deciphered this one already, but here it is: the text of the Saint and the Sectary, which can be found on one of the tables in the hideaway’s atrium (the book Edita is reading). Who knew Clive’s favourite childhood story was basically Star Wars? And does this make Saint Sibyl Obi Wan Kenobi?
The knight and the sorcerer went eagerly to battle, and buffeted each other with many great strokes, that the castle shook.
And therewithal Madu did deliver a dolorous stroke that cleft Sir Crandall’s swordhand from his body, sending him groveling to the ground.
Madu stood over the cowering knight and spake thus: Thou art beaten. Forfeit not thy life as thy master did. If thou didst only know the power of the dark side! Sibyl never reveal’d thy father’s fate unto thee?
She said he perish’d at thy hand, replied the knight. No, spake Madu. I am thy father! And Sir Crandall was passing vexed.
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