It had been a long day, thought Soth. A good day. The happiest, the proudest, the best yet in his relatively short life. And now the best day's night, his wedding night, was about to begin. Would it prove to be as special as the day had been?
He hoped so.
But before he could enjoy his special night, he had to deal with something that was troubling him.
Just then, the door to the chamber's dressing room opened. Soth turned in time to see Lady Korinne step into the room.
Even in the dim light of the candles set about the room, the woman's beauty was obvious and enchanting. She was dressed in a white nightgown made of a thin, almost sheer, material which clung to her every curve and left little to Soth's imagination.
Soth felt desire for his new bride, a desire he'd been suppressing throughout the day, suddenly erupt within him like sparked tinder. But despite his wish to rush across the room, he stood stock-still, watching patiently.
She moved to the middle of the bedchamber, stopped and looked up at him.
'Does what you see please you?'
Soth knew it wasn't the time for such questions, but he couldn't help himself-he had to know.
'Who was that knight you were speaking to on the drawbridge?'
'A knight?' asked Korinne. 'I'm afraid I don't recall.'
'A young man dressed in a blue cloak. You kissed him.'
'Oh, you mean Trebor Reywas. He's a friend of the family, a Crown knight from Palanthas. He was departing early and came looking for me in order to say goodbye.' 'A friend of the family?' asked Soth.
'Why, Loren Soth,' said Lady Korinne, her hands placed firmly on her hips. 'If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you're jealous.' Soth sighed. Perhaps he was jealous, but even if he was it was a weakness he'd never admit to. He answered Korinne by shaking his head. 'No, not jealous. Only envious of the kiss you gave him.'
She smiled at him. 'That's so sweet,' she said, moving to the foot of the bed. There, she reached up for the string about her neck which held the gown in place. She untied the knot, moved the gown over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. 'I'm sorry you've had to wait.
But, am I not worth waiting for?' she asked.
Soth merely nodded.
'Then, please,' she said, 'love me!'
Soth went to her, took her in his arms… And loved her.
Chapter 3
'What constitutes an evil deed?' the Kingpriest said, standing in front of a large group of his followers in the largest assembly hall within the Temple of the Kingpriest in Istar. The group was made up of mages, priests, acolytes and other loyal supporters of the cause, which was the purging of Evil from the face of Krynn.
Several hands shot up in response to the question.
The Kingpriest nodded in the direction of a young man dressed in slightly faded green and brown robes. Judging by his clothing, he was one of the Kingpriest's lesser priests, but nevertheless a devout follower and crusader for the worldwide promotion of Good over Evil.
'An act which is morally wrong, or bad,' said the young priest.
The Kingpriest paced in front of his followers, his hands clasped together before him as if in prayer, or perhaps just deep in thought.
'Yes, yes, that is part of it. But what else? What constitutes an evil deed?'
Again, hands rose up before him.
He pointed to a woman dressed in pale yellow and white robes which had the insignia of the Kingpriest sewn over the left breast. She was a mage, a renegade mage who used her considerable power to help strengthen the Kingpriest's domination of Istar and to promote the Kingpriest's edicts and ideology across the entire continent of Ansalon.
'Anything causing injury or harm. A harmful effect or consequence,' she said with strength of conviction.
'It is that too,' said the Kingpriest. 'But what is the basis for evil deeds, the thing that lurks behind them, pushing them forward, turning them into deeds?'
This time the Kingpriest indicated an older yellow-and-white-robed mage sitting toward the back of the assembly.
'Depravity, viciousness, corruption, wickedness…'
The Kingpriest began nodding his head with delight, 'Yes, yes, yes …'
Obviously, he was finally hearing just what he wanted to hear. 'Evil deeds have all of those things at their core.' He paused a moment to reflect. 'But what must occur before an evil deed is enacted?'
The followers were unsure about the wording of the question and looked at each other in confusion.
'Before there can be an evil deed,' said the Kingpriest, 'there must be …' He paused to allow his followers the chance to complete the sentence.
He pointed at various people in the group.
'Evil purpose?'
The Kingpriest shook his head. 'Not exactly.'
'An evil concept?'
'Yes, but more precisely…'
'Evil intent?'
'Yes, but…'
'Evil thoughts?'
The Kingpriest stopped in his tracks, silent. 'Yes,' he said at last, seemingly relieved. 'Evil thoughts. Before an evil act can even be committed, it must be preceded by an evil thought.' The followers continued to listen intently, realizing that the Kingpriest was getting closer to the reason he'd brought them all together.
'The Proclamation of Manifest Virtue was a great step toward the total defeat of Evil because it declared absolutely that Evil in the world was an utter affront to both gods and mortals alike. But the creation of the List of Evil Acts, acts for which the perpetrators faced execution, or death in the gladiatorial arena, was only a beginning. In the years since, the Istarian clergy has grown even stronger. Istar has become not only the center of religion, but also a leading center for art, culture and commerce.
Today, the clergy oversees almost every aspect of daily Istarian life.'
The Kingpriest paused a moment, obviously satisfied by how powerful the priesthood had become under his rule.
'And then came the Siege on Sorcery, in which the people of Krynn laid siege to the Towers of High Sorcery, which effectively banished the evil magic wielders from Istar and allowed the benevolent powers of Good to flourish in a region of Krynn that was free of the stiflingly wicked forces of Evil.'
The Kingpriest paced back and forth in front of his followers, knowing that his next words would be absolutely crucial.
'But despite Istar's spectacular rise to power, both at home and across the face of Krynn, and despite the banishment of Evil and the continuous fight for the cause of Good that is waged by the people of Istar and the good Knights of Solamnia, Evil still exists. Anywhere you look you can find it rearing its hideous head.'
The Kingpriest's followers nodded in agreement.
'The time has come for new and drastic measures which will help us in the noble fight against Evil. That is why I propose to enact the following Edict of Thought Control.'
A low buzz of voices circulated the room.
'Evil thoughts equal evil deeds,' said the Kingpriest.
'Anger is a capital offense equal to murder; lust is a capital offense equal to adultery.'
The Kingpriest paused to allow the concept to sink in.
'Under this new Edict of Thought Control, you, my good friends and followers will be empowered to identify
