Eligia smiled gently but enigmatically underneath her veil. "We'll get to that part in a moment, mi dulce. Perhaps the other cards will help shed light on that, yes?"
Her long, elegant finger then moved to the next card, which showed what appeared to be a dead knight lying on a bier, one sword clasped in his hands with three on the wall behind him. "The Four of Blades," Eligia continued. "Fear not, Warden, this is no card of death. It is one of rest. A release of suffering and a moment of repose. Change will soon come for the better--and a fortunate thing too, after what we see here." She tapped the Ten of Staves once again.