When Palimak replied, his voice was steadier. "Aunt Jooli told me about Lady Lottyr--the h.e.l.ls G.o.ddess," he said. "Maybe the illness was something she caused."
"That"s the answer," Safar said, hope growing. "Lottyr"s at fault. Well, then. Now that we know the cause all we have to do is come up with some sort of spell to counter her. Couldn"t be simpler."
He struggled upright, Palimak putting an arm behind his shoulder to help. After a brief moment of dizziness, Safar felt amazingly strong and full of energy. That was an incredible relief, for deep down he"d worried he"d be physically unfit as well as blind.
"If you"ll help me wash and dress," he said to Palimak, "I"ll attend to this delegation you mentioned."
He grinned. "Can you imagine?" he asked. "Me, a king! Nothing could be more amusing."
Palimak told him to wait in bed while he went to fetch the things he"d need. Safar listened to the departing footsteps and the sound of the door opening and closing.
When he was sure he was alone he said, "We"re going to have to work out some better means of communication, Iraj. I can"t just have you charging around with your every thought and confusing matters.
Otherwise, they"re going to think I"ve gone mad."
Inside him, Iraj laughed. He said, You"ve always been a bit mad, Safar. As have I. Still, you have a point. We"ll need to figure out something. However, I must warn you: if you intend to tell this delegation from Hadin that you are not their king you"ll get no cooperation from me. Never forget, there"s not one crown at stake, here, but two. Hadin will have two kings, not one, if I have anything to say about it!
Iraj"s last words. .h.i.t Safar like a hammer. Two kings of Hadin! Immediately, he remembered a riddle from Asper"s book. He"d always known the answer to the riddle would be crucial. But he"d never guessed just how much he"d be personally affected by it.
Iraj suddenly found himself awash in Safar"s hot-blooded excitement. What"s going on? he demanded.
Your thoughts are too confusing to make out!
Safar answered by reciting Asper"s riddle aloud: "Two kings reign in Hadin Land, One"s becursed, the other d.a.m.ned.
One sees whatever eyes can see, The other dreams of what might be.One is blind. One"s benighted.
And who can say which is sighted?
Know that Asper knocked at the Castle Keep, But the gates were barred, the G.o.ds asleep."
Iraj thought a moment, then said, So, we"re the two kings, right?
"That"s what it would seem," Safar replied.
Clever fellow, that d.a.m.ned old demon, Iraj observed. You were always going on about him, but I never paid much attention. Now it seems the old boy had this thing charted from the beginning.
Safar didn"t reply and Iraj suddenly realized he was concentrating on something else.
What are you doing? he demanded? Frantically, he scrabbled for the protection of his sorcerous nest. If you try to kill me, he said, I swear you"ll suffer for it!
Safar"s reply came from quite close. Frighteningly so. And he didn"t speak aloud, but used a newly discovered inner "voice."
Don"t worry, Safar said. I"m not trying to kill you. I"m just climbing down there so I can "talk" to you without speaking aloud. Funny, being blind made it easy. I sort of turned my eyes inward and found you.
Iraj didn"t believe him. Don"t lie to me, he said. I know very well you"d like nothing better than to see me dead. After all, if I were in your position I"d do the same thing.
That"s the main difference between the two of us, Safar replied. You always thought I desired the same things you did. That"s never been the case. You wanted to be Esmir"s King of Kings. I had no such ambitions.
Don"t fool yourself, brother, Iraj retorted. All you ever wanted to do was save the world. Tell me that"s not as insanely self-centered as my own wishes. Come on--Safar The Savior! No G.o.d appointed you to such a world-shaking role? You did! I was there, remember? And at the same time, boy that I was, I anointed myself the future King of Kings.
I won"t quarrel with you, Safar said. Arguing about details won"t get us anywhere.
Iraj sneered. You"re afraid to admit I"m right, that"s all.
Safar sighed. Let"s deal with this later, he said. I"ll admit you"re right about one thing. When I first realized what was happening I decided to figure out a way to kill you, without killing myself. But now I realize we"re fated to play this game out together. And the only way either one of us is going to survive, much less realize our goals, is to cooperate.
Agreed, Iraj said.
Truce, then? Safar asked.
You have my word, Iraj said.
Safar nearly said something sarcastic about the worth of Iraj"s word, but bit it off.
Instead he said, Then let"s go greet our new subjects, brother mine. And find out all we can about what"s going on.Done! Iraj said. I"ll give you my strength and you give me your magic and nothing can stand against us.
Ever the conqueror, Safar sighed.
I won"t quarrel with that, brother, Iraj said. Conquering is my destiny.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR.
THE ISLAND QUEEN.
When Palimak left Safar"s cabin he was so stricken with fear and grief at his father"s condition that he fled to his own quarters before anyone could stop him to ask when Safar would emerge.
He had to think. He had to get his emotions in check before he told the others that his father was blind.
Considering his own reaction, Palimak had no doubt that unless he handled the situation carefully everyone would panic.
Although he"d only recently turned fourteen, Palimak knew they all looked up to him as someone much older and wiser than his years. Despite the fact that demons matured at a faster rate than humans, both emotionally and physically, right now the human side of him ruled and he felt like a mere child incapable of handling such a burden.
He mixed himself a weak solution of water and sweet wine to settle his nerves. But when he took a sip the drink had the opposite effect and he rush to a basin to empty his stomach.
Then he wiped his face, washed out his mouth with mint water and sat on his bunk to think...
...The voyage from Aroborus to Hadin took many weeks. And although the seas were strange and filled with danger, the journey was without incident.
Even so, everyone kept looking over their shoulders for the reappearance of Rhodes and his fleet.
Though they"d only suffered the deaths of two young men in the fight with Rhodes, all the Kyranians were grief-stricken at this loss.
Safar"s collapse added even more tension to the atmosphere.
Coralean was all for turning back to Syrapis, reasoning that with Safar in a coma the mission had no head, and therefore no purpose.
Many of the other Kyranians agreed, but Palimak--supported by Leiria and Jooli--insisted that they press on. Safar had undergone such trials before, Palimak said, and given time and careful nursing, would likely recover.
It was Eeda, however, who turned the tide of opinion. Although she was young, her words were wise.
She was also quite visibly with child, which gave even more depth to her appeal.
"Back in Syrapis," she said, "we all saw what is going to happen to this world if Lord Timura doesn"t reach Hadin in time to intervene. I don"t want my child born into the doomed land we saw in Lord Timura"s vision. And I don"t think you want to condemn your dear families to such a horrible fate."
Coralean spoke for the others when he argued, "That"s all very well and good, dear wife. But Coralean must speak plainly when he warns that the chances of success appear small. If Safar doesn"t recover--or worse, should he die--where will we all be then?"Hadin is a land unknown to us all and may be filled with many enemies. If our fates are perilous, wouldn"t it better to face those perils surrounded by our friends and families, rather than among strangers?"
"Forgive me for seeming quarrelsome, lord husband," Eeda replied. "But I, for one, would rather die bravely facing the unknown. With some hope--however slight--that we can cure this world of its afflictions.
"For me, the alternative is to cower like some lowly insect while unknown forces drag myself and my child--as well as my dear husband--to certain death. Why, in the vision Lord Timura revealed to us, there might not even be anyone left to bury us and sing our souls to the heavens once we are gone."
A long silence followed this powerful argument. But Coralean, a man who could see all sides, felt it his duty to point out other dangers.
"What of that devil Rhodes?" he asked. "Somehow he has eluded us. He has three ships loaded with soldiers. What if he is even now returning to Syrapis to launch a surprise attack on our homes to revenge himself for his failure here?"
Palimak replied, "I think my grandfather, Khadji Timura, is well able to protect our people against Rhodes. When you left Syrapis to help us, that was the plan you worked out with everyone, wasn"t it?
And once you"d found us, you told them all that you were to proceed to Hadin, leaving the safety of our people in my grandfather"s capable hands."
There was another long silence. No one--especially Coralean--could argue with that statement.
It was Biner who then put paid to the discussion and spiritless mood by rising up from his place and declaring: "d.a.m.n everything but the circus!"
Arlain and the other show people leaped to their feet and joined the ringmaster in a fabulous impromptu performance.
Palimak rushed to help them. And although there were no stretched wires, or tents, or costumes and make-up, they all brought the circus to life on that bare deck.
Incredible feats of acrobatics dazzled one and all. Stirring music from Elgy and Rabix lifted glum spirits.
This was followed by a frantic clown chase--with all the circus people joining in--that soon brought roars of laughter to all the people. Laughter that echoed over the endless wine-dark seas, making them seem like a natural and friendly part of the act.
Flying fish leaping high, as if laughing with the crowd. Grinning dolphins gamboling in the ships" wake, playing like merry children in a watery nursery.
It was those people and those actions that kept the voyage from collapsing at the start. And although the cheer was short-lived because Safar remained in his coma, the closer they all came to Hadin, the more determined everyone became to complete the journey.
After Safar"s condition, the main worry was Rhodes. Had he returned to Syrapis? Or was he lying ahead somewhere, ready to ambush them?
Biner made several long flights in hopes of catching sight of Rhodes. But the king and his minions were never seen. After a while everyone a.s.sumed that he had sailed back to Syrapis and that it would be theirfriends and families at home who would have to contend with him. This was worrisome, to be sure, but it also meant that Rhodes was no longer their responsibility.
Then, one day, Hadin announced its presence.
Normally, seafarers first become aware that they are nearing land when they notice subtle shifts in the currents. Also, the water color changes as the sea floor gradually rises, or a river makes itself known by the silt carried off by outgoing tides.
These things often present themselves many days before land itself is sighted. There are other signs, such as birds who normally live on sh.o.r.e but which hunt the deeps for food. Also, the variety of fish might change. Even more telling is an abundance of plant debris--floating logs with fresh branches still intact, or clumps of estuary weeds uprooted by a storm and swept out to sea.
With Hadin, however, the announcement was much more stark and more than a little frightening.
As they sailed, the Demon Moon sank lower in the sky until it rested just on the horizon. And there it remained for the remainder of the voyage. Only it seemed to grow larger as each mile pa.s.sed beneath their bows. And soon it appeared as if they were sailing directly into its grinning mouth.
The color of the moon also changed from blood red to an eerie orange, giving the sky a strange and foreboding cast.
Next came the expected change in the color of the sea. Except that this change came without warning.
One morning they awoke to find all the seas were painted a ghastly gray-white. The smell of rotting sea life was intense, coming from the hundreds of dead fish floating on the surface.
One of the sailors dipped up a bucket of water and examined the grayness. Although he didn"t know the cause, a grizzled old salt said it was pumice--no doubt thrown into the sky by an erupting volcano.
If anyone doubted his word, they soon sighted huge gray hunks of the chalk-like substance--some as large as great icebergs. But most were the size of small rocks and they b.u.mped along the sides of the ships making it sound like they were moving through a slurry of gravel.
Off to their left they saw a thick column of black smoke rising above the horizon and had no doubt that it was an active volcano--the source of all that pumice.
The fleet captains started to fret that one of the large pieces of pumice would damage the ships, possibly even sinking them, and they urged the Kyranians to turn about.
But Coralean put each captain under guard and forced them to go on.
The following morning the situation improved dramatically. For suddenly they sailed out of the gray waters into sparkling blue seas, full of active fish life. Then the normal happy signs of approaching land made themselves known--floating plant life, hunting birds and several great sea lizards swimming toward traditional nesting grounds.
And two days later, under a bright cheery sun, they sailed into a graceful bay with broad beaches and rich orchards of palm trees waving in a gentle breeze.
In the background of this idyllic scene was a towering volcano. It appeared peaceful, since there were only fluffy white clouds gathered about its conical peak. Terraced farms ran halfway up its sides, followed by lush greenery and then a sprinkling of trees near the top. A winding road cut through the farms, disappearing between smaller peaks.Palimak was aboard the airship when they came upon Hadin. And when he first saw the beaches, palm trees and the volcano it reminded him of his father"s description of the spirit world Hadin from which he"d escaped.
The differences, however, were remarkable. There were no naked dancing people. No resounding sh.e.l.l horns and harvest drums. And the volcano was far from threatening. In fact, it looked like a place where everyone had enjoyed a rich bounty of life for many generations.
Then he saw a group of about twenty people standing near the largest palm orchard. He borrowed Biner"s spygla.s.s to examine them.
The first thing that struck him was how handsome these bronzed people were. They were far from naked, much less painted, but their costumes were minimal. Short breeches for the men, with flower garlands decorating their bare chests. And tiny skirts and bright-colored breast bands for the women, who also wore flower garlands in profusion.
Brief as the costumes were, they were quite rich in coloring and design. It didn"t take any ponderous thought to surmise that their brevity had more to do with Hadin"s hot weather than with how civilized the people were.
A tall, regal woman stood in front of the group. When Palimak focused on her he was stunned by her beauty. Her costume was visibly richer than the others--more colorful and embroidered with what appeared to be gold and gems. A crown of fabulous flowers ringed her brow.
From this, as well as her bearing and the deference the others showed her, Palimak had no doubt that she was in command.
As he watched, the young queen made an imperious gesture and several men lifted large sh.e.l.l horns and blew. A loud but melodious note sprang forth. Both the shape of the horns and the sound reminded Palimak of Asper"s magical horn Jooli had given to his father. The only difference was that no spell was created by these horns. There was only the lovely trumpeting music of warm welcome and invitation.
Immediately he rushed to the stateroom where his father was sprawled on a pallet, pale as death.
Although he was unconscious, his presence was still powerful. Wild bits of magic sparking in the atmosphere as he twitched and moaned in his sleep. Caught in the throes of a living nightmare about whose content Palimak could only speculate.
He found the sh.e.l.l trumpet and raced back out on deck. There he planted his feet wide and blew an answer.