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No words were necessary, but Marjorie spoke the simple words as if they were an oath sealed in fire.

"I agree. If you will help me, I will do what I can,"

Chapter FIFTEEN

For ten days the storm had raged, sweeping down from tlie Hellers through the Kilghard Hills and fallingon Then-dara with fury almost unabated. Now the weather was clear and fine, but Regis rode with hishead down, ignoring the bright day.

He'd failed, he felt, having made a pledge and then doing nothing. Now he was being packed off to Neskaya in Gabriel's care, like a sick child with a nanny! But he raised his head in surprise as they madethe sharp turn that led down the valley toward Syrtis.

"Why are we taking this road?"

"I have a message for Dom Felix," Gabriel said. "Will the few extra miles weary you? I can send you on

to Edelweiss with the Guards...."

Gabriel's careful solicitude set him on edge. As if a few extra miles could matter! He said so, irritably.

His black mare, sure-footed, picked her way down the path. Despite bis disclaimer to Gabriel, he feltsick and faint, as he had felt most of the time since his collapse in Ken-nard's rooms. For a day or two,delirious and kept drugged, he had had no awareness of what was going on, and even now much of whathe remembered from the last few days was illusion. Danilo was there, crying out in wild protest, beingroughly handled, afraid, in pain. It seemed that Lew was there sometimes too, looking cold and stern andangry with him, demanding again and again, What is it that you're afraid to know? He knew, becausethey told him afterward, that for a day or two he had been so dangerously ill that his grandfather neverleft his side, and when, waking once between sick intervals of fragmented hallucinations, he had seen hisgrandfather's face and asked, "Why are you not at Council?" the old man had said violently, "Damn the Council!" Or was that another dream? He knew that once Dyan had come

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into the room, but Regis had hidden his face in the bedclothes and refused to speak to him, gently though Dyart spoke. Or was that a dream, too? And then, for what seemed like years, he had been on the fire-lines at Armida, when they had lived day and night with terror; during the day the hard .manual work kept it at bay, but at night he would wake, sobbing and crying out with fear. . . . That night, his grandfather told him, his half-conscious cries had grown so terrified, so insistent, that Kennard Alton,

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himself seriously ill, had come and stayed with him till morning, trying to quiet him with touch and rapport.

But he kept crying out for Lew and Kennard couldn't reach him.

Regis, ashamed of this childish behavior, had finally agreed to go to Neskaya. The blur of memory andthought-images embarrassed him, and he didn't try to sort out the truth from the drugged fantasies. Justthe same, he knew that at least once Lew had been there, holding him in his arms like the frightened childhe had been. When he told Kennard so, Kennard nodded soberly and said, "It's very likely. Perhaps youwere astray in time; or perhaps from where he is, Lew sensed that you had need for him, and reachedyou as a telepath can. I had never known you were so close to him." Regis felt helpless, vulnerable, sowhen he was well enough to ride, he had meekly agreed to go to Neskaya Tower. It was intolerable tolive like this....

Gabriel's voice roused him now, saying in dismay, "Look! What's this? Dom Felix-"

The old man was riding up the valley toward them, astride Danilo's black horse, the Armida-bredgelding which was the only really good horse at Syrtis. He was coming at what was, for a man his age, abreakneck pace. For a few minutes it seemed he would ride full tilt into the party on the path, but just afew paces away he pulled up the black and the animal stood stiff-legged, breathing hard, its sidesheaving.

Dom Felix glared straight at Regis. "Where is my son? What have you thieving murderers done withhim?"

The old man's fury and grief were like a blow. Regis said in confusion, "Your son? Danilo, sir? Why doyou ask meT*

"What have you vicious, detestable tyrants done with him? How dare you show your faces on my land,

after stealing from me my youngest-"

Regis tried to interrupt and quell the torrent of words. "Dom Felix, I do not understand. I parted from

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days ago, in your own orchard. I have not laid eyes on him since; I have been ill-" The memory of his

drugged dream tormented him, of Danilo being roughly handled, afraid, in pain....

"Liar!" Dom Felix shouted, his face red and ugly with rage and pain. "Who but you-"

"That's enough, sir," said Gabriel, breaking in with firm authority. "No one speaks like that to the heir to

Hastur. I give you my word-"

"The word of a Hastur lickspittle and toady! 7 dare speak against these filthy tyrants! Did you take my son for your-" He flung a word at Regis next to which "catamite" was a courtly compliment. Regis paled against the old man's rage.

"Dom Felix-if you will hear me-"

"Hear you! My son heard you, sir, all your fine words!"

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Two Guardsmen rode close to the enraged old man, grasping the reins of his horse, holding himmotionless,

"Let him go," Gabriel said quietly. "Dom Felix, we know nothing of your son. I came to you with a

message from Kennard Alton concerning him. May I deliver it?"

Dom Felix quieted himself with an effort that made his eyes bulge. "Speak, then, Captain Lanart, and the

Gods deal with you as you Comyn dealt with my son."

"The Gods do so to me and more also, if I or mine harmed him," Gabriel said. "Hear the message of Kennard, Lord Alton, Commander of the Guard: 'Say to Dom Felix of Syrtis that it is known to me what a grave miscarriage of justice was done in the Guards this year, of which his son Danilo-Felix, cadet, may have been an innocent victim; and ask that he send his son Danilo-Felix to Thendara under any escort of his own choosing, to stand witness in a full investigation against men in high places, even within Comyn, who may have misused their powers.'" Gabriel paused, then added, "I was also authorized to say to you, Dom Felix, that ten days from now, when T have escorted my brother-in-law, who is in poor health at this moment, to Neskaya Tower, that I shall myself return and escort your son to Thendara, and that you are yourself welcome to accompany him as his protector, or to name any guardian or relative of your own choosing, and that Kennard Alton will stand personally responsible for his safety and honor."

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doubt Lord Alton's honor or goodwill. Then Danilo is not in Thendara?"

One of the Guards, a grizzled veteran, said, "You know me, sir, I served with Rafael in the war, sixteenyears gone. I kept an eye on young Dani for his sake. I give you my word, sir, Dani isn't there, with Comyn conniving or without it"

The old man's face gradually paled to its normal hue. He said, "Then Danilo did not run away to joinyou, Lord Regis?"

"On my honor, sir, he did not. I saw him last when we parted in your own orchard. Tell me, how did he

go, did he leave no word?"

The old man's face was clay-colored. "I saw nothing. Dani had been hunting; I was not well and hadkept my bed. I said to him I had a fancy for some birds for supper, the Gods forgive me, and he took ahawk and went for them, such a good obedient son-" His voice broke. "It grew late and he did notreturn. I had begun to wonder if his horse had gone lame, or he'd gone on some boy's prank, and thenold Mauris and the kitchen-folk came running into my chamber and told me, they saw him meet withriders on the path and saw him struck down and carried away. . . ."

Gabriel looked puzzled and dismayed. "On my word, Dom Felix, none of us had art, part or knowledgeof it What hour was this? Yesterday? The day before?"

"The day before, Captain. I swooned away at the news. But as soon as my old bones would bear me I

took horse to come and hold . .. someone to account. . . ." His voice faded again. Regis drew his own

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horse close to Dom Felix and took his arm. He said impulsively, "Uncle," using the same word he used to Kennard Alton, "you are father to my friend; I owe you a son's duty as well. Gabriel, take the Guards, go and look, question the house-folk." He turned back to Dora Felix, saying gently, "I swear I will do all I can to bring Danilo safely back. But you are not well enough to ride. Come with me." Taking the other's reins in his own hands, he turned the old man's mount and led him down the path into the cobbled courtyard. Dismounting quickly, he helped Dom Felix down and guided his tottering steps. He led him into the hall, saying to the old half-blind servant there, "Your master is ill, fetch him some wine."

When it had been brought and Dom Felix had drunk a little, Regis sat beside him, near the cold hearth.

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"Lord Regis, your pardon . .."

"None needed. You have been sorely tried, sir."

"Rafael . . ."

"Sir, as my father held your elder son dear, I tell you Danilo's safety and honor are as dear to me as mv

own." He looked up as the Guardsmen came into the hall. "What news, Gabriel?"

"We looked over the ground where he was taken. The ground was trampled and he had laid about him

with his dagger."

"Hawking, he had no other weapon.**

"They cut off sheath and all." Gabriel handed Dom Felix the weapon. He drew it forth a little way, saw

the Hastur crest on it. He said, "Dom Regis-"

"We swore an oath," said Regis, drawing Danilo's dagger from his own sheath where he wore it, "and exchanged blades, in token of it." He took the dagger with the Hastur crest, saying, "I will bear this to restore to him. Did you see anything else, Gabriel?"

One of the Guardsmen said, "I found this on the ground, torn off in the fight. He must have foughtvaliantly for a young lad outnumbered." He held out a long, heavy cloak of thick colorless wool, boundwith leather buckles and straps. It was much cut and slashed. Dom Felix sat up a little and said, "Thatfashion of cloak has not been worn in the Domains in my lifetime; I believe they wear them still in the Hellers. And it is lined with marl-fur; it came from somewhere beyond the river. Mountain bandits woresuch cloaks. But whv Dani? We are not rich enough to ransom him, nor important enough to make himvaluable as a hostage."

Regis thought grimly that Dyan's men came from the Hellers. Aloud he said only, "Mountain men act forwhoever pays them well. Have you enemies, Dom Felix?"

"No. I have dwelt in peace, farming my acres, for fifteen years." The old man sounded stunned. He

looked at Regis and said, "My lord, if you are sick-"

"No matter," Regis said. "Dom Felix, I pledge you by the oath no Hastur may break that I shall find out who has done this to you, and restore Dani to you, or my own life stand for it." He laid his hand over the

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old man's for a moment. Then he straightened and said, "One of the Guardsmen shall remain here, to

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this news to Kennard Alton. And show him this cloak; he may know where in the Hellers it was woven." "Regis, I have orders to take you to Neskaya." "In good time. This must come first," Regis said. "You are a Hastur, Gabriel, if only by marriage-right, and your sons are Hastur heirs. The honor of Hastur is your honor, too, and Danilo is my sworn man."

His brother-in-law looked at him, visibly wavering. There were good things about being heir to a Domain, Regis decided like having your orders obeyed without question. He said impatiently, "I shallremain here to bear my friend's father company, or wait at Edelweiss."

"You cannot stay here unguarded," Gabriel said at last. "Unlike Dani, you are rich enough for ransom, and important enough for a hostage." He stood near enough to Comyn to be undecided. "I should send a Guardsman with you to Edelweiss," he said. Regis protested angrily. "I am not a child! Must I have a nanny trotting at my heels to ride three miles?"

Gabriel's own older sons were beginning to chafe at the necessity of being guarded night and day. Finally Gabriel said, "Regis, look at me. You were placed in my care. Pledge me your word of honor to ridedirectly to Edelweiss, without turning aside from your road unless you meet armed men, and you mayride alone."

Regis promised and. taking his leave of Dom Felix, rode away. As he rode toward Edelweiss, hethought, a little triumphantly, that he had actually outwitted Gabriel. A more experienced officer wouldhave allowed him, perhaps, to ride to Edelweiss on his promise to go directly . . . but he would also havemade Regis give his pledge not to depart from there without leave!

His triumph was short-lived. The knowledge of what he must do was tormenting him. He had to find outwhere-and how-Danilo was taken. And there was only one way to do that: his matrix. He had nevertouched the jewel since the ill-fated experiment with kirian. It was still in the insulated bag around hisneck. The memory of that twisting sickness when he looked into Lew's matrix was still alive in him, andhe was horribly afraid.