Blackfeather Woods And yet when King Laugh come, he make them all dance to the tune he play.

Atshen's words are spoken like that of a child assisting an elder with chores or some other mundane task, not like an executioner granting a mercy killing. Miraak turns to the Silencer, noting the look of anticipation lingering for a moment on his normally expressionless face. Miraak snorts, a soft dark laugh rumbling from his chest. As old as I may be, I am not ready yet, He says, shaking his head.