Five minutes. It could be over in five minutes. You"re man enough to stand up to that, aren"t you? It would solve your problems with both Lambert and the duke, and would make a very nice lady very happy. Like she said, it would make no difference in your lifestyle. Nothing need change at all. You could do that, couldn"t you?
Yeah, I thought, I suppose I could. But just a little ceremony.
Francine snuggled even closer in my arms.
In her sleep, she murmured, "I am so glad that it Is settled." Then she was quiet once more.
I don"t like it when things like that happen.
In the morning we both sort of half awoke and calmly, warmly I was inside of her again.
"Francine, do you really want to marry me?"
"Of course, darling, with all my heart!"
"Then let"s do it."
This brought on a smile and a squeal and a hug and a kiss that quite literally took my breath away, followed, naturally, by far more enthusiastic lovemaking.
Later, she said. "You really want this? I have not done anything unfair to get you?"
"Yes, I want you, and your magnificent body is a most unfair enticement."
"Good. I did not want you to think you were forced. But if you are going ahead freely, there is something that I must tell you."
"What?"
"That you are going to be a papa again, and this time. I am going to be the mama!"
I should be getting used to this sort of thing, but I"m not.
Interlude Three Tom HIT the STOP b.u.t.ton.
"What the h.e.l.l goes on here!" he shouted.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I"ll show you!" He pushed the intercom b.u.t.ton. "I want the a.s.shole who edited this tape front and center, here and now!"
A man dressed in a conservative brown T-shirt and shorts stepped in immediately. Another advantage of time travel is that you always have time to get to meetings promptly.
"Sir?" the man said.
"Just what are you trying to pull?"
"Sir? What are you talking about?"
"This tape! It has Conrad getting ready to marry Lady Francine! When I viewed it last week, she talked him into marrying Lambert"s daughter. If this is some kind of joke, mister, I don"t like your sense of humor!"
"But sir! I edited that tape, and he didn"t do either one of those things! He went on toward France until an emissary of the duke caught up with him in Worms and talked him into returning to Poland!"
"What?" Tom thought a minute. "If this is a joke, the prankster will spend the next century doing anthropological work on Eskimos! But fight now, I want you to get your staff together and find out who the joker is. I want to see how this version comes out, but I"ll see you and your people in two hours.
Now get out!"
The man bolted out the door.
"Tom, I don"t think he fudged it," I said. "I mean, he would have to have found actors who were exact doubles for Francine and Conrad. He would have to build perfect sets and backgrounds. It"s not the sort of thing that would be done as a joke!"
"I know. But the alternative is frightening. It means that we are seeing a temporal split right here. Two temporal splits!"
"But how could something that happened in the thirteenth century effect us? We"re seventy thousand years in their past!"
"I don"t know, but it scares the s.h.i.t out of me!"
He hit the START b.u.t.ton.
Chapter Thirteen.
FROM THE DIARY OF CONRAD STARGARD.
Anna carried us both through the day, and that night in Cracow, the duke granted us an immediate private audience.
"Baron Conrad. I"m glad you"re here. I was about to send men out in search of you. But the matter which we must discuss, well, are you sure that you want the Countess Francine present?"
"Quite sure, your Grace."
"Very well, then. What is this business between you and Count Lambert"s daughter? Dalliance with peasant girls and heathens is bad enough. Trifling with the peerage is something else!"
"Your Grace, I have never met the count"s daughter! I have never seen her, let alone touched her. I had forgotten that she even existed until Count Lambert told me yesterday that she is in Poland!"
"Then what"s this business of his insisting that you marry her?"
"I don"t know, your Grace. I was shocked by his demands. He said that you had approved the marriage."
"Well, he asked me if I would approve such a marriage, and of course I said I would do so. You know that I would be delighted to see you married. This business of your cohabiting with an infidel Moslem is shameful, and your fornications with my ward are even worse!"
"Your ward?"
"Countess Francine here, of course! She"s not married and she has no family in the country, so she must have a guardian, and who else but a duke could be guardian to a countess? Use your head, man. It"s complicated by the fact that she was my father"s friend and is quite capable of taking care of herself, but nonetheless I am personally responsible for her before G.o.d, and you have been bedding her!"
"That is the other matter that I would like to discuss with you, your Grace. The Countess Francine and I would like to be married."
For the first time, the duke relaxed and smiled. "And is this your wish as well, Countess?"
"With all my heart, your Grace."
"Then with all mine, you have my approval. But back to the matter at hand. My impression was that you, Conrad, had been the instigator of the marriage proceedings between yourself and Jadwiga. I mean, that"s the usual thing! If two people wish to get married, they talk to the girl"s father, and if there is a major inheritance involved, the father talks to his liege. I thought that in approving Lambert"s request, I was granting your wishes!"
"I swear I knew nothing of it, your Grace."
"Well. For now, I"ll take your word for it, but if you"re lying to me, I"ll see you hung! All I know of this is that your secretary, Lady Natalia, came to me this morning and reported your conversation with Count Lambert verbatim. She even had it in writing, though I could scarcely believe it! Does she always do things like this?"
He tossed a sheaf of papers at me. I quickly scanned it.
"She has a remarkable memory, your Grace. The door was open and I guess we were pretty loud. But this is what was said, word for word."
"She also told me that you had taken all your ready gold and had headed west without explaining to anyone. She was deathly worried about you."
"I"m sorry I upset her, your Grace. I was pretty upset myself."
"As I suppose I would have been in your position. This business of only swearing for nine years. I suppose that"s true?"
"Yes, your Grace. At the time, I didn"t know how long I would want to stay."
"I see. But later, when you were enlarged to a barony, you must have sworn again to Lambert. Was there any time limit made in that oath?"
"No, your Grace."
"Then the second oath supercedes the first. Count Lambert had no right to threaten you with escheating your lands. Also, if you are to marry Countess Francine, you must be enlarged to her county. That is to say, you must swear fealty to me as my count, though you will also remain Count Lambert"s baron. You will be his subordinate, yet his equal in status. As to Lambert, you will have no further problems with him, I a.s.sure you. He and I will have a serious talk! For the rest, see a priest, or perhaps the Bishop of Cracow, since he"s a friend of yours, and post proper banns. Your oath of fealty can be taken at the wedding."
"Yes, your Grace, although we had thought that just a simple ceremony-"
"What! My ward being married in a back chapel like an eloping peasant? I wouldn"t hear of it! You shall be married in Wawel Cathedral before all the n.o.bility of the land and I shall give the bride away! Now be off with you both and, uh, separate bedrooms until the wedding, right?"
The next morning, Bishop Ignacy was as pleased about the wedding as the duke, and the date was set for three days after Twelfth Night. Francine stayed on in Cracow to help with the arrangements, but I still had a war to get ready for.
Word of my engagement had gotten to h.e.l.l before me, and I had to put up with a lot of stupid cheering, but I soon got things back to business.
"The steamboat that sank has been brought back up," Natalia reported. "And the boatyard says they"ll have it fixed in a month. Sir Ilya has taken over the problem of those axeheads. He says that he was tempering axeheads over wood fires nine years ago and he can still do it. They found three containers of size-five shin guards labeled size one, so that"s all right, and one of the cooks from mess hall eleventeen brought over the fifty-five cases of maps and wanted to know how he was supposed to cook them so that even a grunt could eat it. They got delivered to him in the same container as the seven cases of applesauce he"d ordered."
"So problems are being solved," I said.
"Yes sir. But there are eighty thousand rounds of swivel gun ammunition that were cast oversize and won"t fit in the chambers. Coherers-is that how you p.r.o.nounce it?-coherers for the radios have been breaking faster than expected and we"re almost out of spares, and six thousand sets of goose-down underwear were found to be stuffed with chicken feathers. They say they"re too scratchy to wear."
"So things are back to normal," I said. "And Natalia--thank you. Thank you for everything."
That night I went back to Three Walls. Cilicia had already left, gone back to her father in the valley I had given his people. Well, all right, I"d miss her, but she had to do what she had to do. She"d taken our boy with her and that was not all right. He was my son and by G.o.d he"d be raised a Christian, and that went double for the one in the cooker.
But then I cooled down and decided that this was not the time to push it. Maybe Cilicia would come back. Maybe we"d all be killed in the invasion. And maybe the horse would sing.
Later. We"d see about it later.
For now, there were ma.s.s maneuvers with the war carts.
I think I was dreading my wedding more than the Mongol invasion. It was not a pleasant Christmas, in part because of my worries, but mostly because we really didn"t celebrate it. We held a High Ma.s.s in the morning and served a better than average dinner, then spent the afternoon in training. There were complaints from all quarters, but we couldn"t waste the time. Furthermore, the men couldn"t have their families with them, and I would rather have them mad than maudlin.
My wedding preparations went on without me. Countess Francine wrote me constantly and visited me twice at h.e.l.l to keep me updated, although she insisted on sleeping alone. These wedding customs are ridiculous! With both Cilicia and Francine unavailable, s.e.xual frustration was added to all my other problems. After a week, Natalia got together with Krystyana, who had taken over food preparation at h.e.l.l. They started sending me young peasant girls on the theory that I shouldn"t go to waste. Bless them.
Despite the war preparations, the duke was planning to make my wedding the major social event of the year! Every count and baron under the duke was expected to attend, and the dukes of Sandomierz and Mazovia were coming along with their peerages. This when we should have been sharpening our swords!
But there was nothing I could do about it.
Years ago, I had mentioned cutting gemstones to my Moslem jeweler, and now he gave me a faceted stone that I think was diamond. It wasn"t as sparkling as a modem gem, but maybe that was because the jeweler didn"t have all the angles exactly right. At least it cut gla.s.s. I had it set in a gold ring and Countess Francine was pleased with it, but n.o.body had ever heard of an engagement ring before. It started a new fad.
The day approached and I left for Cracow with my best three-dozen men and their ladies. We got there to find out that the heralds had taken over the seating arrangements in the cathedral and there was room for only barons and better. My own party wouldn"t be able to attend!
I went to the duke with the problem and he swore me in as count a day early. Then I swore in my whole party as barons! I even swore in Novacek, who had never been knighted! d.a.m.n all heralds, anyway.
Word was that this was to be a military wedding, and all were to be dressed in their best armor. Well, I had my gold stuff and my best man, Baron Vladimir, had managed to scrounge up a similar set, as it turned out, from Count Lambert. But most of my people had only NightFighter armor, efficient but not decorative. They did what they could, bleaching it white and adding bright red baldrics. They certainly stood out among the polished plate.
For me, well, it was like I had agreed to have my leg amputated with an axe, and then the doctors decided to do it with a grinding wheel instead.
Somehow, I survived the ceremony.
"Why is it that men smile at a wedding and women cry?"
Afterward, there was a reception that filled most of the rooms in Wawel Castle. I was trying to be agreeable to a crowd of people that I hardly knew when Count Lambert came up.
"May I offer you my congratulations, Count Conrad, as well as my apologies? I realize now how cra.s.s and crude I was to handle that matter in the way I did. Can you forgive me?"
"Of course, my lord. At least I think I still address you that way. There is nothing to forgive. We were both overwrought and the less said now the better."
"I quite agree. And as to your form of address, my friend, well, you can call me anything you like but a coward. I think that equals speech would be most appropriate, don"t you think so, Conrad?"
"That sounds good to me, Lambert." I smiled, though I knew our relationship would never again be the same.
Finally, things settled down enough so that Francine and I could sneak off and enjoy our first night together in a month and a half.
Early the next morning, Duke Henryk called the visiting dukes and all counts present to a council of war, and I finally saw why attendance at this event had been mandatory. The wedding had been a cover for the council.
Besides the Polish n.o.bility, the Grand Master of the Teutonic Order was there with a dozen of his masters. There was bad blood between the Crossmen and me, so they had not attended the wedding.
There was also a representative from the Knights Hospitalers, as well as n.o.bles from both King Louis IX of France and Emperor Frederic II of Germany. Duke Henryk had been doing his homework.
After an opening prayer, Duke Henryk introduced the envoy from the King of France. Speaking through an interpreter, this marquis pledged the support of France to our cause, and said that already, three thousand lances of French knights were coming to our aid, a total of about nine thousand men, a third of them n.o.bles, a third squires, and a third crossbow men.
The emperor"s envoy made a similar statement, promising half again as many men as the French, as well as supplies for the French forces as they crossed the Holy Roman Empire.
You could see the mood of the room lightening. The Polish knights wouldn"t have to fight alone! We had powerful friends coming to our aid!
Duke Henryk spoke of strong contingents of Spanish, English, and Italian knights coming to Poland as well. He had been in communication with King Bela of Hungary and Tzar Ivan Asen 11 of the Bulgarian Empire. Since these two empires were threatened with invasion at the same time as Poland, he could not in good con science ask them for aid. But they had agreed that should any of the three powers defeat the Mongols in its own country, that power would then go to the aid of the others.