As the Hortator pondered the first lesson of ruling kings, Vivec wandered into the Mourning Hold and found that Ayem was with. Seht had divided himself . Vivec then leapt through into their likenesses to observe, but he that he did not already know. He left a few of his own behind to make the journey worthwhile.
Then Vivec left the capital of Veloth and wandered far into the ash. He found a span ofto practice his . He made of his feet a less dense material than the divine to keep from falling waist-deep into the earth. At this point the First Corner of the House of Troubles, the Prince , made his presence known.
Vivec looked on theand said:
And Molag Bal, which were not invulnerable, and had legions cleave them off. Mighty fires from the were brought like nets to hold Vivec and he let them.
',' he said, 'some kind of ceremony if we are to be .'
And the legions that took the feet were summoned again and ordered to begin a banquet.sprang from the badlands and tents were raised. A throng of Velothi mystics came, reading the of the severed feet on the ground and weeping until the scriptures were wet.
'We must love each other briefly,' Vivec said, 'if at all. I am needed to counsel the Hortator in more important matters because the Dwemeri high priests. You may have for an hour.'
Molag Bal rose up and extended. They were decorated in runes of seduction . They were decorated in the . When he spoke, .
'?' he said.
'I told you,' Vivec said, 'I am meant to be the teacher of the king of the earth..'
With these magic words, the King of Rape added another: ',' which is the secret syllable of royalty.
Vivecfrom the Daedroth and so married him that day. In the hour that Bal had his head, the King of Rape asked for proof of love.
Vivec spoke two poems to show him such, but:
I'm not sure just how much glass it took to make your hair
Twice as much, I am sure, as the oceans have to share
Hell, my sweet, is a fiction written by those who tell the truth
My mouth is skilled at lying and its alibi a tooth
Theof Vivec and Molag Bal number in the thousands. The name of the mightiest is a string of power: .