Storm Rising (28 page)

He was very glad he was sitting down; doubly glad that he had not been drinking his tea, or he would have choked. “Solaris?” he repeated, dazed.
“Solaris?”

:She wants to make a state visit.:

“Can she do that? Is she secure enough at home?” Solaris’ rule was by no means rock steady; there had been several times in the past when only the intervention of events—-or Vkandis—had kept her on the Sun Throne.

:Oh, she’s secure.:
Was that a hint of a chuckle in Altra’s tone?:
Believe me in that. Karse is closer to the Dhorisha Plains than Valdemar, although it’s farther away from Lake Evendim—and before the breakwater went up, things were very interesting. There is not a man, woman, or child in Karse that does not know how this Alliance has saved them.:

“Oh.”
Now
he took a gulp of tea, as much to steady his nerves as his stomach. That was important information, but it was not something he had truly wanted to hear. Some small part of him had hoped that because Karse was so far from Evendim it might have been spared some of the worst effects of the storms. Evidently its proximity to the Plains caused nearly as many problems. He couldn’t remember the model; couldn’t remember how many intersections of the two series of waves happened over Karse; it was the intersection points that were the places where real damage took place—

Altra went on, ignoring Karal’s furrowed brow.
:She
thinks now that it is time she actually met Selenay in person—and equally time that Selenay met hen.:

“I have to admit that I find it difficult to disagree with that,” Karal told him candidly. “I think it would prevent misunderstandings when things get tense again if each of them knew how her counterpart thinks.” He frowned. “But I’m still not certain about this. Even if she feels secure enough to come
here
, can Karse afford to be without her? Things can happen without notice, without warning. What if a crisis arose and she wasn’t there to deal with it?”

Altra looked a bit sheepish, an odd expression on a feline face.
:As to that, she’s arranging things so that even most of the Sun-priests are not going to be aware that she is gone.:

“Hansa isn’t going to ‘jump’ with her, is he?” Karal felt his own stomach lurch at the idea. “I don’t think that’s a very good idea!”

Altra had the audacity to chuckle at him, irritating the young Sun-priest, although he refused to show his irritation.
:No, Hansa and I are going to establish a Gate between us, so that Solaris can come and go without depleting her own powers.:

Oh?
This was the first he’d ever heard of that particular talent! Karal allowed an eyebrow to rise. “Well, isn’t
that
convenient,” he drawled.

Altra sniffed derisively.
:If you had troubled to continue reading in those books that Ulrich left you, instead of bothering yourself with making letter-perfect copies of your notes to send to Karse, you would have seen that Firecats have created Gates between them in the past, when there have been two or more of them about. It is just an extension of “Jumping,” after all, and you could logically have deduced that. It is not—;
he added smugly,:—
an ability shared by the Companions.:

Karal rolled his eyes at that last, but let it pass without further comment.

:And I must point out to you that we could not have put you and your mentor in place this way, because
I
was not here, and I could not have come here without you. I am linked to you and to no one else.:

Another interesting bit of information. Altra was certainly being generous with it today! Was he making up for his prolonged absence by dropping his secretive stance?

:We had always intended to use a Gate in an emergency to remove you—or—or Ulrich, if we had to.:
At the mere mention of Ulrich, Karal felt his throat knot and his eyes sting.
: Unfortunately, it takes more time to establish a Gate than we had when—
: Altra faltered for a moment, then went on.:
Just remember that is always an option for you, if there is an untenable situation.:

“I will,” Karal promised solemnly, after he managed to clear his throat and rub the suspicion of tears from his eyes. “Now, am I to be the one to make the request for this visit official?”

:Precisely.:
Altra tapped the tube with one paw, and it rolled over to Karal until it ran into his foot. He bent down to retrieve it.

That is an official document from Solaris to Selenay, requesting her permission for a Visit of State.:
Altra looked pensive.
:I hope she is as sensible as we believe, but this is bound to come as something of a shock.: Well
, that was something of an understatement. The leader of a land that until very recently was Valdemar’s deadliest enemy was now asking to come to the heart of Valdemar? “Then the sooner I get the shock over with, the better,” Karal replied, drinking the last of his tea—more grateful for its stomach-easing properties than ever—and standing up. “I think I had best get on the way with this now, before something else happens.”

He looked down long enough to put his mug securely on the table; when he looked up again, Altra was gone.

The Queen’s Chambers were less impressive than Karal had expected. The furniture was in keeping with
her station and extremely comfortable, but hardly constructed of priceless material. It showed slight signs of wear, the wood of the desk and chairs showed a few scratches no amount of polishing would remove. Karal waited, standing in front of that desk in respectful silence with his hands folded in front of him, while the Queen of Valdemar read through Solaris’ letter for the third time. Her look of absolute incredulity had not diminished since the first reading.

Talia, however, did not seem particularly surprised.
Then again
, Karal reflected,
she knows Solaris, perhaps better than many of us in Karse.

Finally, Selenay put the document down and looked up into Karal’s face. For all the stress she had been through in her life, Selenay looked remarkably young. Karal could easily imagine that in her place, he’d have aged about fifty years in the past ten. “I have to admit, Ambassador Karal, this comes as something of a surprise,” she said carefully. “I think I would be safe to say that it is altogether unprecedented.”

“Not entirely, Your Highness,” Karal said carefully. “The Crown Prince of Rethwellan has been here on at least two occasions; the Prince-Lord Martial Daren also, arriving at the head of an army.”

To her credit, Selenay did not point out that Valdemar and Rethwellan had
never
been at odds, much less at war for generations. “But the King of Rethwellan has never been here,” she pointed out instead. “I honestly cannot say that I can think of a single monarch who has made a state visit to Haven. In the past, when monarchs have conferred, they met at the border. This—this shows a great deal of trust on Solaris’ part.”

“And on yours, Highness,” he felt constrained to tell her. “You have only my word and hers that she will not bring an armed force through this Gate.”

But both Selenay and Talia smiled, and it was Talia who spoke. “The queen gave her greatest trust when she sent me into Karse with an escort of two,” Talia said gently. “And logically speaking, it would take a great deal of time to bring an army through a Gate, one
man at a time. I am sure we could do something about disrupting the Gate long before she could bring enough people in to threaten us.”

“As for this,” Selenay tapped the letter with her finger, “you know, of course, that I cannot possibly give you a yes or no answer immediately?”

“You must first consult your Council, if not the Grand Council,” Karal agreed. “And I am certain you will have many questions, both of a personal nature and involving logistics, that you must put to Solaris.” He spread his hands wide. “I am at your disposal.”

“And Altra, too, I presume.” Selenay’s mouth quirked in a quick smile. “Although the idea of a cat being at anyone’s disposal is rather at odds with the species.”

Karal chuckled; he couldn’t help it, since she was far too accurate. “Altra is also at your disposal to convey messages directly to Solaris so that you can have your answers immediately. If you would prefer, he and I can wait just outside your Council Chamber; you can have your pages bring me questions and Altra can take whatever communications you wish to have sent to Solaris, bringing back the answers. We are willing to remain on duty however long this takes to get settled.”

“You may regret that offer.” She wrote out something quickly; an order for an emergency Council session, he guessed. Talia took it outside to a page, and Selenay herself stood up. “I think we should hold the meeting here, in the interests of security,” she said, and nodded at a door just to the side of the office. “You can remain there since you have offered. I will send a page to you every so often to make certain you don’t perish of hunger or thirst. Is there anything I can send one for now?”

“Hot water and the row of mugs on my mantelpiece,” he replied quickly. “It is medicine I am supposed to be drinking. Or else send to the Healers for more of it.” His stomach gave a lurch, as if to remind him that it would be a bad idea to forget that medication.

Selenay gave a glance of inquiry at Talia who nodded. Satisfied, she returned her gaze to Karal.

“If you would go in there, I shall see your medicines are brought,” she promised, as Talia rose and walked over to the door, opening it for him with an ironic bow and a little flourish. “If you would please take your place?”

He bowed to her with no irony whatsoever, and followed her gesture to the door Talia was holding open. The Queen’s Own closed the door behind him, and he found himself in quite a cozy little room, equipped with a piece of furniture that could serve as both a bed and a couch and was supplied with a blanket neatly folded at the foot of it. There was a single table, and one wall was a floor-to-ceiling bookcase full of books. A tiny fireplace kept the room comfortably warm; at the moment the light from the single window was more than adequate, but there were candles on the table for after darkness fell.

A page’s waiting room, or else the Queen’s reading room
, he recognized, and relaxed. If the meeting went on for very long—

:Not bad. You can sleep in here if they decide to debate things for hours.:
Altra faded into view; predictably, he appeared sitting on the couch.
:They probably will—and you can certainly use the rest.:

“You don’t mind my promising your services as a messenger?” That had been the one thing he’d been nervous about.

:I expected it. I’ll be pleased and surprised if they can agree on this in a day. It may take several.:
Altra curled up on the couch leaving ample space for Karal. Karal took the implied invitation and sat beside him.
:Karal, I am very happy to be with you again. Believe me, it was not my choice that I was away for so long. I was needed elsewhere, but if there had been an emergency, I would have come to you at once.:

Impulsively, he hugged the Firecat who purred just like any ordinary feline and rubbed his face against Karal’s. “I can’t even begin to say how happy I am to
see you. I’ve missed you, Altra, I’ve missed you for
yourself
, and not just for what you are.”

:I’ll
bet you didn’t miss the cat fur up your nose.:
Altra batted him playfully, which practically left him speechless. He’d never seen the Firecat in quite so light a mood!

:I
don’t need to scold you into sense or spine anymore. You’re doing quite nicely on your own, leaving me free to be your friend as well as your adviser.:

Karal blushed with embarrassment and pleasure, and was left utterly speechless. But that was perfectly all right, since Altra was quite willing to fill in the silence.

:You might as well pick out a good book and get comfortable. There will be a page along shortly with your medicine and something to eat for both of us.:
Altra curled up on the foot of the sofa, the end of his tail twitching ever so slightly.
:I believe that the fish is for me. Meanwhile, enjoy your leisure.:

Karal smiled, scratched Altra’s ears, and followed that very sound advice.

In the end it took two days of solid negotiations before an agreement was reached, two days broken only by an adjournment to sleep. Selenay or Talia often looked in on Karal during the process to make certain he was all right, and to keep him briefed on what was going on with the Council. This was a meeting of
only
the officials of Valdemar, as Karal had anticipated. What he had not anticipated, although he was very grateful for it, was the attitude of Valdemar’s Councilors. They were all cautiously in favor of the visit when it was first proposed to them. What they felt needed clarification was precisely how this visit was to take place.

In the end, there were precautions asked for and conference on both sides. Only Karal, Altra, and Florian would be present at the Valdemar Gate-terminus as Solaris stepped through; that was her demand, and it was a wise one, since she would be particularly vulnerable to attack at that moment. All
others, including the Herald-Mages on guard against trickery, would remain at a distance.

At the edge of Companion’s Field, to be precise. The few standing remains of the Temple in the middle of the Field included the arch of the doorway. That doorframe had been used as a Gate-terminus many, many times in the past, when there had been mages and Herald-Mages able to create such things. Such use tended to attune the terminus to the forces of Gate-energy, and make each subsequent Gate construction a little easier, a little more stable. An’desha had said that he thought that this very tendency of stone to attune itself might be part of the basis for the long-lost ability to create the permanent Gates of the past.

One day, An’desha swore he intended to go all the way back to his past as Ma’ar, and try to fathom out more of those secrets. Ma’ar had never known how to make permanent Gates; that mastery had been reserved for Urtho, the Mage of Silence. But Ma’ar knew many of the secrets, and An’desha hoped that by consulting with modern mages and the mages of k’Leshya he might be able to rediscover the long-lost method of building permanent Gates.