What does it matter what fools call him?” The old lord nodded slowly, smoothly. “It matters,” he said. “You crossed the Gobrin Ice together,” Sorve demanded, “you and he?” “We did.” “I should like to hear that tale, my Lord Envoy,” said old Esvans, very calm. But the boy, Therem’s son, said stammering, “Will you tell us how he died?—Will you tell us about the other worlds out among the stars—the other kinds of men, the other lives?”
Ok. Good, solid ending. This book was quite a challenge, with long passages of harshness, both human and natural. And lots of sadness. But the future looks bright for Gethen and the Ekumen.
