‘There must be an heir to the Farseer throne,’ he insisted. ‘Verity must get one. Otherwise …’ He made a helpless gesture. ‘Why not Regal? Would not a child from his loins suffice?’ ‘No.’ His eyes went afar. ‘No. I can tell you that quite clearly, yet I cannot tell you why. Only that in all futures I have seen, he makes no child. Not even a bastard. In all times, he reigns as the last Farseer, and ushers in the dark.’
