It's Gotho who gets up to meet them a little bit away from the tables; by now, Teja and Adalgoth are improvising on their harps, riffs and rhythms that should be impossible on such instruments, just as Heavy Metal should have been impossible on celli. And indeed, this is fierce music from the future they are playing.

"I am sorry, but the smaller children dozed off," Gotho says, "and then my husband and the King started egging each other on to do whatever it is they are doing. So I suppose you will have to wait for the rest of the Lay of the Rogue One until your next visit."