When Xanthe came to the door, her cheeks wet with tears, Helen already knew that her father was dead.
"My Queen," said Xanthe, “you are Eddia."
Helen shook her head, still sorting through the newly returned memories. Knowing the consternation it would cause, and knowing she would overcome it, she said, “No, I am Eddis. The gods have told me so.”
— Megan Whalen Turner, Eddis