[Judge Simon]

Jecht tossed a sideways glance to Thengise. It was niether sad nor upset nor angry.
Jecht-My father, [he said in a slight laugh] You probably know something of my father. Bergild Avonstratfiod, ong name and long winded, almost glad I didn't inherit it. He never liked me. I am "my mother's child" apparently. He never called me by my name. Always 'Boy' or something like that. I left Mirkwood some years ago. Your father seemed to understand...