Chapter 77: The White Fowl 

As she trembles in her mightiest terror, even when the Eldest Priest had not heard what yet she heard, he understood that the lady could only be afraid if she heard the supernatural. 

And at this moment did he render the appraisal of the witches even yet again only to pacify them and grace the lady a total quietness. 

In his words shall all the people be afraid of what they do not understand, and shall they grind in fear yet on their feet on hearing the sound of their mothers. For who even remains him, even him, who shall dare not request to behold the face of them; the controller of the night. 

That in the coven and their hands held tight together and they breathe in terror into the earth. That people might know their places and not look down on the realm of their secret place.