
Cunclusion
If you insist, and if you promise to get off my back, I'll tell you everything. After all, it doesn't matter much to me. Xanth is not dead, he just escaped. He'd been hired by the Norstrian government to spy on the Dukes. He started feeling the heat, so he set up his disappearance, thinking his sweetheart would soon forget him. The last information I got was that he was about to leave for a mission in Dasboragath.
As for the Slayers: that was my idea. I thought that if Saskia took revenge on the people she thought were the killers, she'd drop it then. Since she'd decided to live a more discreet life in the Den, she'd never have discovered the truth. The death of a few lumberjacks, who undoubtedly weren't innocents, was a small price to pay to get her to stop ferreting about. Now I have to leave, and I hope I never see you again.