wine? Food?'
'No. Not yet. We have ... done something. A terrible thing. To achieve an alliance. When we strike the Letherii army outside Letheras, you shall see what has been won this day. We are ... pleased. Yes, pleased.'
'Yet frightened. By your own power.'
The eyes flickered, fixed on Udinaas. 'We can hide little from you, it seems. Yes, frightened. We ... I ... have drowned an entire world. A fragment of Kurald Emurlahn, upon which our ships will soon travel. Seeking our lost kin. And ... champions.' He clawed at his face. 'I drowned a world.'
The subject needed deflection, Udinaas decided. 'Champions? I do not understand, Emperor.'
A moment to recover, then a nod. 'Worthy foes, Udinaas. Skilled fighters capable of killing us. They are needed.'
'For your power to grow yet stronger.'
'Yes. Stronger. It is necessary. So many things are necessary, now
Udinaas risked a glance away as he said, 'It is right to fear, then, Emperor.'
'It is? Explain.'
'Fear bespeaks of wisdom. Recognition of responsibility.'
'Wisdom. Yes, it must be so, mustn't it? We had not considered that before. We fear, because we are becoming wise.'
Oh, you poor lad. How can I do this? 'How will you incite these ... champions?'
Rhulad shivered, then raised the sword in his right hand. 'Who among them will turn away from such a challenge? Those who do are not worth fighting. Or, if they are yet reluctant, they will be compelled. This world is vast, Udinaas, far vaster than you might think. There are other lands, other empires. There are formidable peoples, races. We will search far. We will find those useful to us. And then, one day, we will conquer. Every kingdom. Every continent.'
'You will need to deceive those champions, Emperor. Into believing that killing you means their victory. You will have to make it seem that it is your ego that forces such challenges. They must know nothing of the sword's power, of its demands upon you.'
'Yes, you speak true, Udinaas. Together, we will shape the future. You will want for nothing.'
'Emperor, I want for nothing now. I need no promises. Please, I did not mean to offend by that. What I meant was, there is no need for promises.'
Sudden pain in Rhulad's dark eyes, a grief and sorrow that rent at Udinaas, somewhere deep inside. It was all he could do to continue meeting the emperor's gaze.
'We would have some wine, now, Udinaas.' A tone of profound sorrow. 'Two goblets, for you and me. We shall drink, and think of nothing. We shall talk, perhaps, of inconsequential matters.'
Udinaas strode to the table where sat a jug of Letherii wine. 'I visited Dresh, once,' he said as he poured out two cups full. 'And ate smoked Moss River eel. Would you like me to tell about Moss River eels, Emperor?' He carried the two goblets over to the Edur seated on the throne.
'Is it inconsequential?'
Udinaas hesitated, then nodded. 'It is.'
'Then, yes, Udinaas. We would.'
Seren Pedac and the Crimson Guardsmen rode at a canter. Half a league ahead was the town of Dissent. It had once been walled, but local builders had dismantled most of the stonework long ago. The town had since grown outward in a mostly chaotic manner, swallowing commons and nearby farms. But now Dissent was barely visible, devoured in turn by at least three encamped armies.
'Crimson Rampant Brigade,' Seren said, scanning the distant banners. 'Snakebelt Battalion, and the Riven Brigade.'
'Can we ride straight through?' Iron Bars asked.
She glanced across at him, then nodded. 'I think so. My apologies. I'm a little shocked, that's all. If this is all that's left of the frontier armies ...'
'The ground ahead is not ideal for a battle,' the Avowed judged. 'I'd be surprised if the king intended to await the Edur here. Can you think of anywhere else close by that might be better suited?'
'Brans Keep, in the hills a few leagues northeast of Dissent.'
'And Dissent is the nearest major town?'
'Apart from Letheras itself,' Seren said.
'Then this is temporary encampment. When the Tiste Edur draw closer, those three armies will march to Brans Keep. Assuming the warlord commanding them has any wits at all. In any case, Acquitor, other Letherii forces might already be waiting there, at Brans Keep. It's a question of logistics, keeping these ones here.'
'I hope you are right. Then again, I wonder if it will make any difference.'
'We're far from the sea, Seren,' Iron Bars said. 'That demon the Edur have chained can't reach here, and that evens things some.'
A worthy try,