"Recent events on Macragge have reminded me of this book. My father used to read this story to me before bed," Guilliman said.
"In ancient Terra, in a kingdom called Denmark, a ghost walked upon the palace walls. It wished to deliver a message to the prince, telling him that great changes would come to that kingdom."
"Then could the specter we have seen now also be some kind of warning or revelation? I do not know, but it is not impossible."
Guilliman leaned back in his chair, looking at the paintings and clock on the wall.
Suddenly.
The cogitator once used by King Konor on the desk began issuing a shrill series of beeps.
The room's gentle atmosphere vanished at once beneath the urgent alarm. The Chief Librarian put away his data-slate and rose to await orders.
But Guilliman paid no attention to the cogitator's warning. He rushed to the window and looked out through the clear glass at the pitch-black sky.
In the heavens obscured by the Ruinstorm, a bright star was displaying its presence to all. It was the only one. For the first time since the Ruinstorm had begun raging two years ago, a star had appeared in the sky.
This was plainly no ordinary occurrence. Something had happened.
Guilliman recorded the star's position in his notes: eastern sky, rising between the peaks of Mount Karut and Mount Andromark.
Lox glanced at his notes and found that the page was already filled with entries, the earliest of which had been made fifteen minutes earlier.
The primarch's observations were keener than the cogitator's detection systems. He had noticed it long ago and had been silently recording every detail.
"By the Emperor, that must be something capable of transmitting information through a Warp storm. Could one of my