"I'll not take it upon myself to defend Elinie's conduct, nor to argue their perspective, Holiness. I have neither the need nor the interest. I was forced to paid gold to a guild already sworn to my own nation's service for knowledge of Tshalen's treason, and been told to my face that Osoerde sought glory over righteousness in this quest, despite the sacrifices we have already made to restore the Book to its proper place." Bellamie speaks without argument or challenge, coolly reciting his lines. His face is hard and set. "I'll not tell you you have no grievances to be addressed, nor that you have been treated as you expected, nor that all has been prepared as it ought. But the times for these concerns and complaints was either before we set out or after we return - not now."
"Do you believe it upsetting that Elinie saw your presence in their lands as their favor to you, not yours to them? And well you might, and with many here who would share your feelings. Do you question why no action was taken until the Grey Duke stood bare weeks from freedom and conquest? Very well - seek your answers, and tell us of your findings! Do you wish to have been better informed, to have been courted and coaxed, to have done differently and prepared more and hold now some better chance of victory than to plunge blindly into a lion's den and hope your arm is strong enough? So be it! But those things do not, at this time, matter, because at this time they cannot be changed." Bellamie still speaks evenly, but the intensity in his voice is overwhelming.
"We stand before the lion's den, with only what and who we have brought with us, and our options and our concerns have narrowed greatly. You wish your men to enter in for fear of a trap? Your guards, fell and faithful though they are, will not protect you from the Elinean army you have blithely traveled beside for the past week - if this be a trap, it is long since closed upon us, Pontiff. Our pride, our dignity, our hopes and fears will not ward us here, nor win us the day; we must set them aside until we are done. What matters now is what stands directly before us, and in that matter I will tell you, by the dangers you and I have shared, that to carry your men within that tomb is to sentence them to death and worse. That you will be forced to watch them turned from the service of their beloved god and then to see them slain by your own hand, or your allies'. And I will ask you, please, do not condemn them, nor give their strength to our foe to wield against us."
"Your concerns, your complaints... return to them when we are finished. Ask then for an accounting of the respect you are due; decide how you will treat with Elinie and her leader in the future, how you will respond to future threats that here arise. But for now, Pontiff, there is one foe whom we all face. Let us not take our attention from him."