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know what, but they are.”
    “Yes, this was true hundreds of years ago,” Nefeit said. She was still staring at the floor, and it was starting to agitate Jon because he wanted to see her face and expressions.
    Jon interrupted her and said, “Please, stand up so I can see your face. I think the top of your head is pretty and all, but I think your face is much prettier.”
    “Of course,” Nefeit said as she picked up her helmet and stood.
    “Sorry for the interruption, please continue,” Jon said.
    “While, what Sa’oliq has said is true,” Nefeit continued. “In the past one hundred years we have changed. Since I have taken up the mantle of High Priestess, I have prepared for your arrival according to the prophecies.”
    “Oh boy,” Jon said, slowly shaking his head. He closed his eyes and put two fingers on the bridge of his nose. He rubbed slightly as if he was trying to fight off a headache. “Here it comes.”
    Deatra chuckled slightly as Nefeit locked Jon with her gold eyes.
    “In the time of need the darkness shall be lit by him you have never seen, from a place far removed. Releasing a ghost from slumber and arriving in special armor. He shall move to protect those he knows less.
    “Shades from ancient times shall arrive by his side. A great dying tree he shall prune bringing life yet again to its branches. Mantle and title forgotten he shall lead all but yet lead none. In jeopardy, his life will be in the place of the tree.
    His armor is breached by slight unseeing he shall be. Black and gold shall arrive to keep him alive. Fall upon a knee as ruler he shall be,” Nefeit said. “So, my people and I are here to give our allegiance to you and the ADF. I’ll be stepping down as the first High Priest in thousands of years takes his rightful place.”
    “No,” Jon said.
    “No?” Nefeit said the surprise on her face showed. For the first time, the fifteen black armored figures shifted uneasily.
    “I don’t want to be your High Priest. I don’t want to command your people,” Jon said.
    Nefeit frowned as she tried to figure out what was going on and why. “But the prophecy says you shall. It can be no other way.”
    “Are you sure the prophecy is speaking about me?” Jon said. “What if it’s talking about someone else that hasn’t showed up yet?”
    “You brought Ghost Station online, right?” Nefeit said.
    “Out of necessity, but yes,” Jon said. He didn’t like where this was going.
    “You arrived in
Atlantis
a ship far before its time,” Nefeit said.
    “Again, I had little choice,” Jon said.
    “The Ga’sahde was brought back because of you and your actions,” Nefeit said.
    “No, the actions of my sister, I had very little to do with that,” Jon said.
    “You used her status to gain the trust of the Castanian people, did you not?” Nefeit asked.
    “She has you there,” Sa’oliq said as she smiled.
    “Hush you! You’re not helping here,” Jon said.
    “That event caused you to go explore the Ga’sahde space. Again it was your choice to do so,” Nefeit said.
    “Again, something I had little choice about at the time,” Jon said.
    “Because of that, you are now the House-Primus and your sister is the Matriarch,” Nefeit said.
    “Again something I didn’t choose,” Jon said.
    “You arrived here at Euthara to stop their decline,” Nefeit said. “You have even set in motion plans to restore their outside contacts and their ability to resume their manufacturing and mining plants. During these current events,
Atlantis
lost power due to some type of engineering failure.”
    “Yes, that is correct,” Jon said.
    “We arrived to protect you, our High Priest, during your restoration of Euthara,” Nefeit said. “The dying tree is Euthara and you’re preparing to do some 'pruning' while breathing life back into it.”
    “I guess,” Jon said. He knew he was losing this battle and wasn’t pleased.
    “You don’t care for any title you have now,” Nefeit said.