In the prophecy we serve, I am Polgara the Sorceress, daughter of Belgarath and great-aunt of Garion. Ce'Nedra:
And in the other one? Polgara:
In the other one, I am the Bride of Torak. Ce'Nedra:
Now you understand. I've been terrified of Torak ever since my father explained that to me, when I was around twelve. Ce'Nedra:
But surely you
could resist him. Polgara:
You don't understand, Ce'Nedra. He's a God. Not even my power can withstand him, and if I fall to him, then I'll probably be deliriously happy to be his bride, but there will be a part of me that will be screaming in horror
— and will keep screaming until the end of time.