Youve been asking a lot of questions, the woman said, leaning over the table. Close enough that Stephania could have put a knife in her easily. Close enough that they could have been confidantes sharing gossip at some courtly dance.
Stephania smiled. I have.
Did you think that those questions wouldnt attract attention? That the First Stone doesnt have listeners in the shadows?
Stephania laughed then. Did they think that she hadnt considered the possibility of spies? Shed done more than that; shed relied on it. Shed fished for answers in the city, but the truth of it was that shed been fishing for attention as much as anything else. Any fool could walk up to a gate and be denied entry. A clever woman made it so that those within brought her inside.
After all, Stephania thought with more amusement, a woman should never be the one doing all the chasing in a romance.
Whats so funny? the woman demanded. Are you mad, or just stupid? Who are you, anyway?
Stephania pulled back her hood so that the other woman could see her features.
I am Stephania, she said. Former bride of the heir to the Empire, former ruler of the Empire. I have survived the fall of Delos and Irriens best efforts to kill me. I think that your lord will want to talk to me, dont you?
She stood as the others looked at one another, obviously trying to decide what to do in the face of this. Finally, the woman made a decision.
We bring her.
They moved in on either side of Stephania, but she made a point of moving with them, so that it looked more like a noble escort than her being taken prisoner. She even reached out to rest her hand lightly on the womans arm, the way she might have with a companion walking around a garden.
They led the way across the city, and since it was one of the rare gaps in the dust storms off the cliffs, Stephania didnt bother with the hood of her cloak. She let people see her, knowing that the rumors of who she was and where she was going would start.
Of course, in spite of what she made it look like, this was still a long way from a pleasant stroll. These were still killers beside her, who wouldnt hesitate to murder her if Stephania gave them a reason. As they came toward a large compound in the heart of the city, Stephania could feel the fear knotting in her stomach, pushed down only by her determination to do all the things she had come to Felldust for. She would have revenge on Irrien. She would get her son back from the sorcerer.
They marched her through the compound, past the working slaves and the training warriors, past statues depicting Ulren in his youth, standing over the bodies of slain enemies. Stephania had no doubt that this was a dangerous man. To be second only to Irrien meant that he had fought his way to the top of one of the most dangerous places there was.
To lose here was to die, or worse than die, but Stephania didnt intend to lose. Shed learned the lessons of the invasion, and even of her failure to control Irrien. This time, she had something to offer. Ulren wanted the same things that she did: power, and the death of the former First Stone.
Stephania had heard of people basing marriages on worse things.
CHAPTER SIX
Ceres stepped from the small boat onto the bank, in awe of the fact that a place like this could exist somewhere underground. She knew that the powers of the Ancient Ones were involved, but she couldnt see why they would do this. Why make a garden in the middle of a nightmare?
Of course, from the little shed seen of the Ancient Ones, the fact that there was a nightmare might be a sufficient reason for the garden.
Then there was the dome, which seemed to be composed of pure golden light. Ceres walked closer to it. If there was an answer to be found here, she was sure that it was somewhere inside that dome.
There was a faint haze to the light, and inside, Ceres thought she could see a pair of figures. She just hoped they werent more of the half-dead sorcerers. Ceres wasnt sure she had the strength to fight any more of them.
She pressed into the light, and Ceres couldnt help bracing herself for some kind of shock or force designed to fling her back. Instead, there was just a moment of pressure, and then she was through it, inside the dome and looking around.
Here, it looked like the interior of some opulent room, with rugs and divans, statues and ornaments that seemed to hang from the interior of the dome. There were other things too: glassware and books that pointed to a sorcerers art.
Two figures stood at the heart of it. The man had the same look of grace and peace that Ceres had seen in her mother, and he wore the pale robes that she had seen in the memories of the Ancient Ones. The woman wore the darker robes of a sorcerer, but unlike the ones above, she still seemed young, not desiccated by time.
Looking at them, Ceres realized that they also had the faintly translucent look shed seen in other parts of the complex, in the memories there.
They arent real, she said.
The man laughed at that. Do you hear that, Lin? We arent real.
The woman reached out to touch his arm. Its an understandable mistake to make. After all this time, I imagine we look mere shadows of what we were.
That took Ceres a little aback. On impulse, she reached out for the man. She found that her hand passed straight through his chest. She realized what shed just done.
Sorry, she said.
Dont be, the man said. I imagine it is a little disconcerting.
What are you? she asked. I saw the sorcerers above, and you arent like them, and you arent like the memories either, because those are just images.
Were something else, the woman said. I am Lin, and this is Alteus.
Im Ceres.
Ceres noted how close the two stood to one another; the way Lins hand lingered on Alteuss shoulder. The two had the look of a couple very much in love. Would she and Thanos ever end up like that? Presumably not that transparent, though.
The battle raged, Alteus said, and we couldnt stop it. What the sorcerers planned was evil.
Some of your kind were no better, Lin said with a faint smile, as if theyd had that conversation many times. It happened so fast. The Ancient Ones imprisoned the sorcerers as they were, their magic blended past and future together, and Alteus and I
You became something else, Ceres finished. Sentient memories. Ghosts of the past who could touch one another if nothing else.
I get the feeling you didnt fight your way through everything above just to find out about us, Alteus said.
Ceres swallowed. She hadnt expected this. Shed expected an object, perhaps something like the point of connection holding the spells above together. Still, the Ancient One in front of her was right: she had come there for a reason.
I have the blood of the Ancient Ones, she said.
She saw Alteus nod. I can see that.
But something is restricting her, Lin said. Limiting her.
Someone poisoned me, Ceres said. She took away my powers. My mother was able to restore them for a little while, but it didnt last.
Daskaloss poison, Lin said, with a note of disgust.
An evil thing, Alteus said.
But a thing that can be undone, Lin added. She looked at Ceres. If she is worthy of it. Im sorry, but that is a lot of power for someone to have. We have seen what it can do.
And given what we are, it would take a lot to undo it, Alteus said.