"Thus found we the elder in the centre of his own hall."
And the people saw that Darvan was a corpse, and that the prediction of Morven was thus verified.
"So perish the enemies of Morven and the Stars!" cried the son of Osslah. And the people echoed the cry.
Then the fury of Siror was at its height, and waving his sword above his head, he plunged into the crowd:
"Thy blood, base-born, or mine."
"So be it!" answered Morven, quailing not. "People, smite the blasphemer. Hark how the river pours down upon your children and your hearths. On, on, or ye perish!"
And Siror fell, pierced by five hundred spears.
"Smite! smite!" cried Morven, as the chiefs of the royal house gathered round the king.
And the clash of swords, and the gleam of spears, and the cries of the dying, and the yell of the trampling people, mingled with the roar of the elements, and the voices of the rushing wave.
Three hundred of the chiefs perished that night by the swords of their own tribe. And the last cry of the victors was, "_Morven the prophet_--MORVEN THE KING!"
And the son of Osslah, seeing the waves now spreading over the valley, led Orna his wife, and the men of Oestrich, their women and their children, to a high mount, where they waited the dawning sun.
But Orna sat apart and wept bitterly, for her brothers were no more, and her race had perished from the earth.
And Morven sought to comfort her in vain.
When the morning rose, they saw that the river had overspread the greater part of the city, and now stayed its course among the hollows of the vale.
Then Morven said to the people: "The star kings are avenged, and their wrath appeased. Tarry only here until the water have melted into the crevices of the soil."
And on the fourth day they returned to the city, and no man dared to name another, save Morven, as the king.
But Morven retired into his cave and mused deeply; and then a.s.sembling the people, he gave them new laws; and he made them build a mighty temple in honor of the stars, and made them heap within it all that the tribe held most precious.
And he took unto him fifty children from the most famous of the tribe; and he took also ten from among the men who had served him best, and he ordained that they should serve the stars in the great temple: and Morven was their chief.
And he put away the crown they pressed upon him, and he chose from among the elders a new king.
And he ordained that henceforth the servants only of the stars in the great temple should elect the king and the rulers, and hold council, and proclaim war: but he suffered the king to feast, and to hunt, and to make merry in the banquet halls.
And Morven built altars in the temple, and was the first who, in the North, _sacrificed the beast and the bird, and afterwards human flesh_, upon the altars.
And he drew auguries from the entrails of the victim, and made schools for the science of the prophet; and Morven"s piety was the wonder of the tribe, in that he refused to be a king.
And Morven, the high-priest, was _ten thousand times mightier than the king_.
He taught the people to till the ground, and to sow the herb; and by his wisdom, and the valor that his prophecies instilled into men, he conquered all the neighboring tribes.
And the sons of Oestrich spread themselves over a mighty empire, and with them spread the name and the laws of Morven.
And in every province which he conquered, he ordered them to build a temple to the stars.
But a heavy sorrow fell upon the years of Morven.
The sister of Siror bowed down her head and survived not long the slaughter of her race.
And she left Morven childless.
And he mourned bitterly and as one distraught, for her only in the world had his heart the power to love.
And he sat down and covered his face, saying:
"Lo: I have conquered and travailed; and never before in the world did man conquer what I have conquered.
"Verily, the empire of the iron thews and the giant limbs is no more; I have found a new power, that henceforth shall sway the lands;--_the empire of plotting brain and a commanding mind_.
"But, behold, my fate is barren, and I feel already that it will grow neither fruit nor tree as a shelter to mine old age.
"Desolate and lonely shall I pa.s.s away unto my grave.
"O Orna! my beautiful! my loved! none were like unto thee, and to thy love do I owe my glory and my life.
"Would for thy sake, O sweet bird! that nestled in the dark cavern of my heart--would for thy sake that thy brethren had been spared, for verily with my life would I have purchased thine.
"Alas! only when I lost thee did I find that thy love was dearer to me than the fear of others."
And Morven mourned night and day, and none might comfort him.
But from that time forth he gave himself solely to the cares of his calling; and his nature and his affections, and whatever there was left soft in him, grew hard like stone; and he was a man without love, _and he forbade love and marriage to the priest_.
Now, in his latter years, there arose OTHER prophets; for the world had grown wiser even by Morven"s wisdom, and some did say unto themselves:
"Behold Morven, the herdsman"s son, is a king of kings: this did the stars for their servant; shall we not, therefore, be also servants to the star?"
And they wore black garments like Morven, and went about prophesying of what the stars foretold them.
And Morven was exceeding wroth; for he, more than other men, knew that the prophets lied; wherefore he went forth against them with the ministers of the temple, and he took them and burned them by a slow fire: for thus said Morven to the people:
"_A true prophet hath honor, but I only am a true prophet!_"
"To all false prophets there shall be surely death."
And the people applauded the piety of the son of Osslah.
And Morven educated the wisest of the children in the mysteries of the temple, so that they grew up to succeed him worthily.
And he died full of years and honor; and they carved his effigy on a mighty stone before the temple, and the effigy endured for a thousand ages, and whoso looked on it trembled; for the face was calm with the calmness of unspeakable awe!
And Morven was the first mortal of the North that made _Religion the stepping stone to Power_.