"Thus it was that what happened happened. He recovered his potency, and I had his baby. But we could never let it be known, because he was married and I was Hispanic; news of it would have destroyed his career, and that of my brother. But I could not give up the baby. So I brought it to Megan, and she—she was, is a great woman." Here she could not continue, for she was crying again. But I already knew the rest. I held her, as she had held me in my infancy, and now the secret between us was gone.
I knew too that Megan had not been entirely unselfish in her adoption of Spirit's baby. She had done it to please Hope, of course; but more than that, for herself. She had perhaps not realized that she wanted a baby, until she had been offered one. Possibly she had not wanted just any baby, but this particular one overrode her reluctance. Because she had been the one Thorley's act of heroism had saved. Megan had always been one to pay her debts, of whatever nature, and she owed Thorley her life, and had no way to repay it. Spirit had done what Megan could not; Spirit had brought a life to Thorley. That love child could not be acknowledged, but it required loving care. Megan took that baby, and in that manner she repaid Thorley and Spirit for her life, using her life to raise their child. It was also the closest she could come to having Hope's child, and so she would have wanted it even if there had not been the debt.
I was that child. I could not have had a better mother than Megan, or a better father than Hope Hubris, and I do not deny them now. But how much my new knowledge of my natural parentage adds to my life!
"Must this remain secret?" I asked.
"That is for you to decide."
"But people could be hurt—"
"Thorley's wife is dead. My brother is dead. Times have changed. I may marry Thorley. We can no longer be hurt by your origin. Do what is right for you."
I was stunned. "You—Thorley—still?"
"I am the mirror of my brother. Apart from him, I have loved two men, and dallied with others. The first is dead; the second is not. What would you have me do?"
"I... I meant no judgment of you! I only—" Now I remembered the times Thorley had been with us, as when he joined Hope's first expedition to Saturn, when Hope was Governor of Sunshine. That had been, nominally, for the news—but also for the secret love between Hope's leading critic and his sister. And, perhaps, to be with me, the child who had not known. So many events to be reinterpreted!
And who was to interpret them? "Aunt Spirit—" I faltered, embarrassed, but she only smiled. The habit of a lifetime is not readily erased by a single revelation. "Spirit, your story must be told!"
She shook her head. "Hopie, I have never written personal things down; only my brother did that. Now I am the Tyrant, carrying on in his stead; I have no time for such a narrative."
"Then tell me, and I shall write it for you!" I said. "There is so much that you alone know, that will otherwise be lost with you."
"But the time, even for that—"
"In snatches," I pleaded. "At odd moments, when you are free. Tell me, or dictate briefly for a tape that I can later transcribe. Any way possible, so that I may have your story, for now I realize that it is not finished with my father—with Hope Hubris. All the details he omitted, because you took care of them—"
She shook her head in negation. "Hopie, it just isn't feasible! You have no idea how busy I—"
"It cannot end here, my sister, my love!"
Spirit stared at me, though I had not spoken. At least, I don't think I—it must have been the presence who wrote the final chapter of the Bio of a Space Tyrant. I do not know; I cannot explain it. I only know that for a moment I felt the presence of my father, the Tyrant. I had, it seemed, inherited a number of his traits; I hoped I had not also inherited his madness.
Then Spirit bowed her head. "As you wish, as ever, my brother, my love," she whispered.
And so it was that I commenced the editing of another volume after I had thought the task complete. The narrative of the Iron Maiden, my natural mother. The current Tyrant, as she guided mankind on toward the stars.
Solar Geography
Planet
Earthly parallel
Mercury
South Africa
Venus
North Africa
Earth
Luna
India
Ceylon
Mars
Phobos
Deimos
Asia Minor (Moslem)
Israel
West Bank of Jordan
Asteroid Belt
Hidalgo
Chiron
Pacific Islands
Hawaii
Cyprus
Jupiter North
Jupiter South
Jupiter RedSpot
Amalthea
Io
Europa
Ganymede
Callisto
outer moons
North America
South America
Mexico
Bahamas
Puerto Rico
Jamaica
Cuba
Hispaniola
Lesser Antilles
Saturn North
Saturn South
inner satellites
outer satellites
rings
Titan
Russia
China
Philippines
Indonesia
Taiwan
Japan
Uranus
Miranda
Ariel
Umbriel
Titania
Oberon
Europe
Crete
Sardinia
Ireland
England
Iceland
Neptune
Triton
Nereid
Australia
New Zealand
Tasmania
Pluto
Charon
Antarctica
Falklands
Copyright © 1986 by Piers Anthony
ISBN: 0-380-89835-7
Piers Anthony, Statesman
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