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"I didnt understand that, either, or how you got into my story. "
Overhead, Oreb called, "Thing come! Bad thing!"
"That will be an inhumu, I suppose," I told Valico. "You have a slug gun, I see. Be prepared to use it. " I heard the jingle of the sling swivels and a faint click as he pushed off the safety. "I was wrong," I told him. "Its not an inhumu. "
"Thats good," Fava said; narrow though the walkway was, she was walking beside me and pressing herself against me, as children often do when they seek protection.
Valico ventured, "Youd better let me go first, sir. "
"So that you can have a clear shot. "
"Yes, sir. "
I shook my head. "Fava said you didnt understand how you came to be here. Im not at all sure I do, either. Will you tell me? What occurred, from your perspective?"
He cleared his throat. "General Inclito sent us, sir. He told my men and me what happened when you and those two colonels went to try to make a bargain with the enemy, sir, and how they thought his daughters friend was his daughter, and all that. "
"In back!" Oreb had returned.
Far down the sewer, I caught sight of something faint that moved. At almost the same instant, Valicos slug gun boomed behind me; I whirled, nearly knocking Fava off, and was in time to see a long-fanged beast whose naked body was as wrinkled and repulsive as the white-headed ones neck fall from the walkway.
Before the echoes died away, Valico turned to face me, his gun still smoking. "Ill try to keep a better lookout behind, sir. "
"And I, a better lookout ahead. " The white thing I thought I had seen had vanished, if it ever existed.
"Bird find," Oreb announced proudly; I asked him to fly ahead and tell me what he found there.
"General Inclito said to get in as close as we could, sir," Valico continued, "and see how they were treating you, and to try to get you out if we could. We waited till about midnight before we started off, me and six men. "
"You came as close as you dared. Then you yourself went forward alone. Isnt that how it was?"
"Yes, sir. They had sentries out, sir, just like youd expect. "
"But you slipped past them and got in among the sleepers?"
"Yes, sir. " Valico paused. "The sentry I came closest to was asleep too, sir. That was the first thing that surprised me. "
"What was the second?"
"Everybody was asleep, sir. Just like the sentry. "
Oreb returned to report. "No see. "
"When its cold, sir, youve just about always got a few that cant sleep. And unless you make them, theres some that wont even try. But these mercenaries the general told us about were all asleep, and their fires died down to just about nothing, sir. Some just ashes and smoke. "
"I understand. How did you find us, Lieutenant? They wouldnt allow us a fire, and there cant have been enough light for you to see our faces. "
"I didnt, sir. I was just going from fire to fire," Valico paused to gulp, "and something smelled just. . . just so awful, sir. And the fires went out, it seemed like, but all of a sudden I was hot. "
I nodded. "Fava, you know more about the inhumi than most of us. I hope you dont mind my saying that. "
"Its all right. "
"Good. Many people fear that the inhumi may begin to breed on Blue as well as Green. Quite some time ago, I theorized that they could not, that their eggs were hatched by the heat of the Short Sun, which is not sufficiently intense on Blue. Was I correct?"
"I think so. "
I halted, conscious that something was lying in wait for us only a few steps farther on, whether Oreb could see it or not.
Pressing closer still, Fava asked, "Is that good enough? A good enough answer? I could just say you were right, if it would be better. "
"Fava. . . ?" My mind was racing. "What is it?"
"You saw me create this sword. "
"Yes, but I still dont understand how you did it. "
"Neither do I, but I may be getting closer than I was a minute or two ago. This is a real place, this sewer. Ive actually been here. Have you?"
"Have I? You mean before this?" The light in my hand revealed the confusion in her face. "No. . . No, I couldnt forget this. "
"Good. Remember the jungle? We went there from Inclitos. Did that seem familiar? I may well have been there myself, I mean there in that particular spot, but I cant say with any certainty. "
"Yes, I was, once. I remembered the little pool. "
"Better and better. These are real places. I was held a prisoner in that room up there, for example, and I recall it very vividly. You agree that theyre real?"
She nodded. "I suppose so. "
"So do I. You told me the Duko had wanted you to murder Inclito, but you refused, remember? Your refusal made me think about my adopted son, who had died in that jungle. "
I glanced back to see whether Valico was close enough to overhear me, and lowered my voice. "Then you showed your fangs and we went; but it was to a place you remembered, not to the exact spot where he died-a real place, though we ourselves were not actually there, and no more real than my sword. Youve been in the Dukos palace?"
She nodded again. "What are you getting at?"
"Mora told me once that you didnt believe in the Neighbors, in the Vanished People. When she said it, I thought that was simply foolish of you; I myself have seen the Vanished People and spoken to them, and even been saved by them. Later, when Id had time to think about it, I realized that it wasnt nearly so foolish as it looked, that the Vanished People Id seen and spoke to here and on Blue were no more physically present than you and I in that jungle on Green. "
"Do you think they might help us now, Incanto?"
"I doubt it very much. For one thing, I no longer have the ring Seawrack gave me. Fortunately, Im not at all sure we need them. "
Again, I glanced behind me. "Your. . . Never mind. The inhumi preyed upon the Vanished People once. You must know it. That was one of the reasons that they left these whorls, and it may even have been the principal one. When the inhumi prey upon us, they are like us. I wont be more specific now, but you must know what I mean. What do you suppose the inhumi were like when they were preying upon the Vanished People?"
"Ive wondered about that. It must have been marvelous. Miraculous. . . For them, I mean. "
"I agree. Let us suppose that some small trace of that remained behind, passed from generation to generation in some fashion. Do you see what Im getting at?"
"I think so. "
"Good. "
I halted, waiting for Valico to catch up to us, then called to Oreb, who landed teetering at my feet.
"When we were lying under the thornbushes, Fava, I wanted desperately to be warm, and I must have thought of that room up there, one of the warmest places that I have ever been in. Do you understand me? I want to you to think now of the Dukos palace in Soldo - of his bedroom, if youve ever been there. Hes probably in bed by now. "
"I havent. " Looking up at me, Fava closed her eyes, her broad, smooth brow wrinkling with concentration.
My first impression was that nothing was happening, my second that the sewer had become larger, or perhaps that it had always been bigger than I thought.
"A window!" Valico pointed a trembling finger (I shall never forget this) toward the other side of the sewer. "Look! I can see the stars!"
"So can I," I told him. "Go over there, Lieutenant, and open it. I dont think youre going to get your feet wet. " My voice cannot have been as joyful as I felt at that moment - no voice could be.
Gingerly, Valico tried to step off the slimy walkway; but there was no walkway. The slime had become wax, the filthy stone slabs beneath it a figured floor of gemwood and singing oak.
"Good place?" Oreb sounded doubtful.
"Perhaps not. But you may open your eyes, Fava. Were here. "
She did, looked around her, then clutched my arm. "There are guards. "
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Valico threw up the sash of one large window in a long row of large windows. From outside the palace, I heard excited voices and the rattle of sling swivels, then the unmistakable snick-snack of the bolt of a slug gun opening and closing on a fresh cartridge.
"Theres some sort of disturbance out there," I told Fava, "one that we almost certainly shouldnt become involved in. "
Seeing an elaborate chair upon a dais at the other end of the room, I asked her whether this was where the Duko held court, and she nodded.
"Where does he sleep?"
She shook her head. "I have no idea. "
"It will be on this floor, I feel sure. "
While we had been speaking, Oreb had flown to the end of the room, circling behind the throne. "Bird find! Here door!"
He was correct, and the door unlocked. We discovered a reception hall, and a library with a very high ceiling and very few books, and eventually a door protected by a sentry who challenged us.
I stepped forward and offered him my sword (which he had no way to take, since he was holding his slug gun) hilt first. "We are from Blanko," I explained. "We have come at the request of the Duko to sue for peace. "
"His Grandeur is sleeping!"
"Im Fava," Fava said. "You must remember me, Marzo. Duko Rigoglio charged me strictly to report to him as soon as I got here, day or night. "
There was a good deal more arguing, which would certainly have roused the Duko if he had in fact been asleep. Eventually the sentry went in to consult him, with me at his heels and Oreb sailing over both our heads to land upon the foot of the ducal bed.
"What is this!" The Duko was middle-aged and clean-shaven; for some reason I had expected a thick mustache.
Fava curtsied.
"That man has a slung gun! Take it from him!"
I told Valico to give the sentry his slug gun, which he did, and added my sword, suggesting that he put them in some safe place from which he could return them when we left. The new sword I created for myself as soon as his back was turned had a straight blade like Pigs. It also had gold chasing, which looked very nice against its black steel.
"Who are you?"
Fava looked demure. "This is Incanto, Your Grandeur. Inclitos sorcerer? Ive told you about him, and I thought you might want to talk to him. "
"I do. " The Duko had recovered from his surprise. His full, round face was without expression, and his eyes reminded me unpleasantly of a sacred serpent that I had at first believed a part of Echidnas image in Gaon.
I said, "And this is Lieutenant Valico, of the Horde of Blanko. "
Valico bowed.
Duko Rigoglio ignored him. "You gave my guard your sword. Now youve got another one. I do not permit anyone weapons in my presence. "
"Then you should have taken your guards slug gun," I told him.
Fava said, "This isnt going to get any of us anywhere, Your Grandeur. Its just like locking me up for telling you the truth, cant you see that? Youll take Incantos sword again, and hell make another one, or something worse. "
Oreb added, "Silk talk!"
"He means me," I explained to the Duko. " Incanto is a bit long for him, so he calls me Silk. "
"Good bird!"
Duko Rigoglio said, "Your child companion, whose status here is that of an escaped criminal as I should warn you, has described your pet to me. She indicated something a good deal smaller, however. A more conventional bird. "
I acknowledged that Orebs present appearance puzzled me as well.
"He is fat. He looks as if he were about to burst. "
"No cut!" Oreb retreated to a windowsill.
"Is he the source of your occult power, Incanto?" The Duko studied him. "He seems to have very little himself. I dont suppose I could persuade you open him with your sword?"
Employing the feathers at the tips of his wings as a boy would have used his fingers, Oreb unfastened the window catch and pushed out the swinging casement, admitting a gust of icy wind.
"Certainly not. " I explained that Oreb had been intended as a sacrifice, but that Patera Silk has spared his life - if indeed this was the same Oreb.
The Dukos eyes glittered. "You failed repeatedly to honor the gods as is their right. "
"No doubt. "
"You wakers on the Whorl. In Nessus the gods walked among us, lords and ladies of Urth, even unto Shining Pas. "
"Scylla!" Oreb croaked angrily. "No god!" (Or perhaps it was "Know god!" I should ask him. ) "Wet god!"
I said that if he meant that the gods and goddesses we had known in the Whorl were figures of clay, I quite agreed with him; and Fava wanted to know whether "Nessus" had been the same as the Short Sun Whorl.
"Nessus is our city," He fixed her with that glassy, unblinking gaze. "A city larger than the whorl on which it stands. "
"Hes mad," Fava told me matter-of-factly.
"No, never!" He sprang from his bed with agility surprising in so massive a man of middle age.
"My child! My child! Hear me. "
Startled, Oreb fled through the window.
"Hear me. " Duko Rigoglio crouched before Fava in his embroidered nightshirt, his big face intent. "A whorl, my child. . . A whorl, any whorl, is only flat. Dont you see that? So much land and so much water?" His hands molded a plain around them. "Here on Blue, Im going to claim it all. In time, hmm? In time. But its really not so much, now is it? Not so great an area. You must have. . .
"No, you, sir. The sorcerer. Incanto? Thats your name?"
I said that he might call me Incanto or Horn, as he wished.
"But you were in the void, the emptiness between the stars, the mirror sphere? You looked down, down upon this Blue whorl, and you saw it all, didnt you? The seas, the continents and islands, just we looked down on Urth from the Loganstone. We saw land and Ocean, as we had seen green Lune in the night sky. And it was not so very big. "