Part 26 (1/2)

Nimbia nodded in apparent acceptance of the changing mood. She motioned over the heads of those nearest and Astron felt the ground begin to vibrate as it had when they approached. He saw the narrow band of pale blue sky start to shrink into nothingness. Like a great

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piston sinking into a cylinder, the surface on which he stood descended into the earth. In an instant, the hilltop again rested firmly on the ground.

The bright lights reflected by the jeweled panels and mirrors shone with undiminished intensity. Even though Nimbia had retreated underground, the area around her throne remained far brighter than the daylight outside. As the descent halted, Astron saw dimly lit pa.s.sageways radiating in all directions. Great bins lined the hallways, like the walls of Phoebe's cabin. From some spilled the powders and woods that Astron recognized as essential for the summoning of great djinns. Others bulged with strange p.r.i.c.kly spheroids, covered with sharp barbs or intricate lattices of thorns. In the distance were rows of doors and dark cross corridors radiating farther into the earth. The extent of the queen's underhill could not easily be judged.

Two of the pages, taller than the rest, pushed each other timidly from the crowd that had gathered about the throne. Each wore a tunic embroidered with the same designs as those on Nimbia's cape. Their copper daggers were sheathed on belts inlaid with gold.

”Might not what you have wrought survive despite Fin varwin's judgment?” the first one asked.

”My creation will live on unaided for a lifetime or more.” Nimbia nodded her head. ”Such strength am I sure that it possesses. But without the thoughts of others, it will not expand to be more than what it is now. Eventually, it will grow sluggish and decay.”

Nimbia paused and looked over the heads of the a.s.sembly. She closed her eyes and seemed to absorb the mood of the piping which now swelled to a persistent resonance that could not be ignored. Tears appeared from fluttering eyelids. She slumped into the folds of her cape.

”The penalty is a severe one.” She opened her eyes again at last. ”Servitude to Prydwin for us all-this underbill to become one of his, rather than our own. We will be toiling to carry his baskets of pollens, blowing on the pipes as long as he commands, plucking the blossoms

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that he decrees, whether they are part of our harmonies or not.”

”You should not have attempted it without a mate,” the second page said. ”All of us regard your craft to be of the greatest quality, as strong as your own great beauty. But forgive me, my queen, even so, the challenge was far too great.”

Nimbia looked for a long time at the second page before speaking.

”You knew of the risk as well as any other,” she said softly. ”You and every other page underbill. Almost any would have sufficed, provided that he had the strength of heart.”

”But it could not be me.” The page stepped back suddenly. He waved his arm about those who cl.u.s.tered around the queen. ”Perhaps someone else,” he muttered, ”someone more worthy. Your beauty is too great. One such as I would never have a chance.”

”A single page,” Nimbia repeated, ”and yet not one came forward. Not one chose to accompany his queen, despite what decorum demanded. I do not understand. Can the prize be of so little value?”

”A prize has greater value the less it is shared.” A third voice, deeper than the first two, sounded from the rear. Astron saw a male slightly more heavy-set than the rest push his way forward, the lines of a frown etched into his forehead. Dark black ringlets of hair curled above deep-set blue eyes. He appeared slightly older than the other pages, and Astron noticed that several of the females followed him with keen interest.

”This is not the time and place to air old accusations, Lothal.” Nimbia stirred slightly on her throne. ”They are no less true now than they were when the two of us-”

”The rages have cooled, my sovereign.” Lothal bowed deeply with an almost jeering smile on his face. ”I do not come forth pressing a suit that you have more than adequately demonstrated I can never win. I speak merely as another loyal and concerned subject for the benefit of us all.”

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Astron saw NJmbia stiffen, but the queen said nothing. She motioned for Lothal to continue.

The courtier bowed a second time and then stood facing Nimbia with his hands on his hips. ”Your wit is a sharp one. Despite everything else, I will always have admiration for that. Perhaps, from what you see happening again and again, you can finally deduce a basic truth for your conduct.” He paused and turned to face the others, extending his arms slowly in great arcs.

”The queen can have anyone here she chooses.” He looked at several of the females who wore bands about their waists with the same markings as those of a nearby male. ”Even ones already bound can hardly resist the great persuasion of her beauty-we all know that in our hearts.”

Lothal whirled abruptly and again faced Nimbia. ”Any one she chooses, that is, so long as her choice is for one only.” His cheeks flushed suddenly. Veins stood out in his neck. ”1 did not submit to share with another; and by all that lives of its own volition, neither will any other here. Amend your ways, Nimbia. Change the greed for more than one; that is all you deserve, despite the loveliness you possess. Amend your ways, and then a champion will come forward to share the tasks of creation with his lady.”

”1 was faithful to you from the first day to the last,” Nimbia said softly. ”It was your jealousies and no more, Lothal, that churned in your heart. You saw evil where there was none. Nothing I could have done would have convinced you otherwise.” Nimbia threw up her hands. ”And we could not create, so long as your own inner being was so troubled.”

”If you were not queen, I would not let such a.s.sertions go unchallenged,” Lothal shot back. ”You try to use the power of your station to gain what even your beauty cannot grasp.”