With the revelation of the Power of Command, Covenant is left reeling for the implications of what he has forced the Bloodguard to do. On one had he has given Elena the opportunity she needs to save The Land and possibly defeat Foul. On the other hand he feels he has betrayed Elena and forced the Bloodguard to alter the nature of their service. He is feeling sick to his stomach and deservedly so….. His bargain seems to be weighing heavily on his conscience.
Elena on the other hand, cannot conceal her joy and is eager to continue on with the quest. She farewells the Ranyhyn and prepares to continue on with the rest of the journey on foot. Feeling the weight of his betrayal and that perhaps his secret bargain has not cost him enough, Covenant decides to shave off his beard, sacrificing the one single shred of proof he has to convince himself of the delusion of The Land.
With the shaving formalities over, the quest is recommenced and Amok proceeds to lead the company into Melenkurion Skyweir. The remainder of the chapter takes place deep within the massive twin-peaked mountain. Here we get a good look at its internal structure and get a sense of the ethereal qualities of the mountain where although the caverns, passageways, chambers, etc. all exist physically, their specific locations are hidden by the power of Kevin’s Lore. As we journey through Melenkurion Skyweir you can almost sense the heritage of the place ….you can practically hear the echoes of the Old Lords' footsteps accompanying the quest towards their ultimate goal.
After entering the mountain through the cleft of Rivenrock, the party journeys for a while along a narrow ledge until they come to Damelon’s Door. Damelon’s Door is a lore-made obstacle so created and placed to safeguard the Seventh Ward against accidental or unwanted discovery. Only those who have the knowledge can cause the door to be formed. Those not in possession of the proper lore “will wander forever lorn and pathless in the wilderness beyond. “
With Amok’s help the company pass through the portal and finds itself transported to a place completely removed physically from the cavern through which they had entered the mountain. They find themselves standing in The Audience Hall of Earthroot – a large cavern crowned by stalactites and dotted with stalagmites. This is a place of lingering power where time and distance seem to be measured differently.
Amok leads them across the hall, which eventually and unseemingly narrows, to a passageway. They, enter without real awareness of doing so, The Aisle of Approach – the path to Earthrootstair. Don’t you just love how SRD builds the tension by using all these delay tactics? Earthrootstair is a giant rocklit spiral staircase that winds itself down and opens out into a gigantic cavern – Earthroot.With an encompassing gesture, Amok said formally, "Behold the Audience Hall of Earthroot. Here in ages long forgotten the sunless lake would rise in season to meet those who sought its waters. Now, as the Earthpower fades from mortal knowledge, the Audience Hall is unwet. Yet it retains a power of mazement, to foil those who are unready in heart and mind. All who enter here without the proper unlocking of Damelon's Door will be forever lost to life and use and name."
As the company draws closer to its final destination, there seems to be an increase in urgency in Amok’s demeanor.
Within the vast cavern of Earthroot resides the Sunless Lake, the “unheavened sap and nectar of great Melenkurion Skyweir, the sire of mountains." Now, one would think that this awe-inspiring setting would be the location of the Seventh Ward, but you'd be wrong. Amok informs them that in order to reach the location of the Seventh Ward, they must cross the Sunless Lake. The only way to do so is by way of an enchanted boat for “Earthroot is strong and stern. It will take no account of mortal flesh.” The echoes of their voices propel the boat. Covenant is loath to carry on any conversation for fear he may somehow give himself away. He places the burden with Elena who takes the opportunity to tell Covenant of the most life-altering event of her childhood – her participation in the secret ritual of the Ranyhyn, the horserite of Kelenbhrabanal .…Amok began to move more swiftly, as if he were impatient, jealous of all delays which postponed the resolution of his existence.
You’ve got to wonder what qualities the young Elena had that would make a Ranyhyn want to offer itself to a child of such a tender age. Could they recognise Covenant’s seed in her? …What astounding animals!"Ur-Lord Thomas Covenant," she said, and the echoes spread about her like a skein of gleaming rocklight, interweaving the burnished water, "Unbeliever and white gold wielder, Ringthane-beloved - I must tell you of this. You have known Myrha. In her youth, she came to Lena my mother, according to the promise of the Ranyhyn. She carried me away to the great event of my girlhood. Thus you were the unknowing cause. Before this war reaches its end for good or ill, I must tell you what your promises have wrought."
The remainder of the chapter details how Elena was chosen as a child by Myrha the Ranyhyn who takes her to a hidden valley
Here she was compelled by the Ranyhyn to sip from the mystical tarn, giving her the ability to commune with the Ranyhyn, to share in their ritual, to learn of the legend of the mighty Kelenbhrabanal Father of Horses and the sacrifice he made at the hands of Lord Foul, Fangthane the Render. It is through this ritual that her violent passion is honed.…
a grassy glen folded between sheer cliffs, with a rugged, spring-fed tam near its center. This small lake was mysterious, for its dark waters did not reflect the sunlight. And the valley itself was wondrous to behold, for it contained hundreds of Ranyhyn-hundreds of proud, glossy, starbrowed stallions and mares-gathered together for a rare and secret ritual of horses.
Could it be that Elena was put on her ultimately disastrous path from this very moment in time? Could she have somehow, by participating in this ritual, actually formed her own kind of Vow? Just a thought…you can shoot me down if you want."Thus each generation of the Ranyhyn holds its horserite to preserve the tale of the Stallion-to hold pure in memory all their pride at his self-sacrifice, and all their grief at his death, and all their rage at the Despite which betrayed him. Thus they drink of the mind-uniting waters, and hammer out against the ground the extremity of their passion for one day and one night. And thus, when I had tasted the water of the tarn, I ran and wept and raged with them throughout the long exaltation of that night. Heart and mind and soul and all, I gave myself to a dream of Fangthane's death."
Reluctant as I am to blame the Ranyhyn for anything, Elena may have been doomed from that moment on! 
