"I can't locate the mines, Adelaide," Egon said, thinking that's what she wanted to know. "And the thought of a mate's body deep underground, decaying..." His Adam's apple bobbed twice. "Andreas couldn't do it back then, and he wouldn't allow anyone near her now."
Egon unintentionally validated what Adela and Rauul had long suspected: the First Oracle was somehow being preserved, neither buried nor truly alive.
How dreadful.
Was she trapped in a state between life and death due to the consequences of her deeds? Or had she chosen this instead of finding eternal rest beneath the earth? Only Andreas held the answers to those questions.
Egon appeared lost in thought, bringing her back to the present moment.
"...Even if you could locate the mines, My Lord, I wouldn't want to put you in the middle between your son and your ancestor. Such a situation would be unfair to you. Your confrontation with Andreas today was challenging enough to witness."