Once, a maiden prayed to Leki for guidance. "Blessed saint of the spirit-sword," said the maiden, "send me a sign! Do I follow my mother's order to marry, or do I resist?" Her intended husband was a much older man, who was said to have killed his former wives by means so cleverly concealed, nothing could be proven. And yet, his prestige amongst the nearby towns was so high, no one dared refused to negotiate a bride-price with him. When she awoke, Zarrineh found such a blade beneath her pillows, though she knew it had not been there before.