Blood Of Amber Part 13
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I stared so hard that I felt the beginnings of a contact. I smothered it.
"The long-lost," he added.
I raised the card depicting the man who resembled her. "Then this must be Delwin," I said.
"Right."
"You didn't do these two cards. They're not your style, and you probably wouldn't have known what they looked like to begin with."
"Perceptive. My father drew them, back in the time of the troubles-for all the good it did him. They wouldn't help him either."
"Either?"
"They weren't interested in helping me, despite their disaffection with this place. Count them as out of the game."
"This place?" I said. "Where do you think you are, Luke?"
His eyes widened. He cast his gaze about the room. "The camp of the enemy," he answered. "I had no choice. These are your quarters in Amber, right?"
"Wrong," I replied.
"Don't bait me, Merle. You've got me. I'm your prisoner. Where am I?"
"Do you know who Vinta Bayle is?"
"No. "
"She was Caine's mistress. This is her family's place, way out in the country. She's just up the hall somewhere. Might even stop by. I think she's got a crush on me."
"Uh-oh. She a tough lady?"
"Very."
"What you doing making out with her this soon after the funeral? That's hardly decent."
"Huh! If it weren't for you there wouldn't have been any funeral."
"Don't give me that indignation c.r.a.p, Merle. If it had been your dad, Corwin, he'd killed, wouldn't you have gone after him?"
"That's not fair. My father wouldn't have done all those things Brand did."
"Maybe, maybe not. But supposing he had? Even then. Wouldn't you have gone after Caine?"
I turned away. "I don't know," I said finally. "It's too d.a.m.ned hypothetical."
"You'd have done it. I know you, Merle. I'm sure you would have."
I sighed. "Maybe," I said. "Well, okay. Maybe I might have. But I would have stopped there. I wouldn't have gone after the others too. I don't want to make you feel any worse than you do about it, but your old man was psycho; you must know that. And you're not. I know you as well as you know me. I've been thinking about this for some time. You know, Amber recognizes the personal vendetta. You've got an arguable case there for one. And the death didn't even occur within Amber, if Random were really looking for an out for you."
"Why should he be?"
"Because I'd be vouching for your integrity in other matters."
"Come on, Merle-"
"You've got a cla.s.sic vendetta defense - a son avenging his father's death."
"I don't know. . . . Hey, you trying to get out of telling me the stuff you promised to?"
"No, but "
"So you made it to the Keep of the Four Worlds. What did you learn there and how did you learn it?"
"Okay. You think about what I said, though," I replied.
His expression remained unchanged.
Then, "There was an old hermit named Dave," I began.
Luke fell asleep before I finished. I just let my voice trail off and sat there. After a time, I rose and located the wine bottle and poured a little into the gla.s.s, since Luke had drunk most of mine. I took it with me to the window and stared down and out across the patio, where the wind was rattling leaves. I wondered about what I'd said to Luke. It wasn't a full picture I'd given him, partly because I hadn't had time to go into it thoroughly, mainly because he hadn't seemed interested. But even if Random did let him off the hook officially in the matter of Caine's death, Julian or Gerard would probably be looking to kill him under the same vendetta code I'd been talking about. I didn't really know what to do. I was obliged to tell Random about him, but I'd be d.a.m.ned if I'd do it yet. There were still too many things I had to learn from him, and getting at him might be a lot harder if he were a prisoner back in Amber. Why had he ever gotten himself born as Brand's son, anyway?
I returned to the bedside seat, near which I had left our weapons and Luke's Trumps. I moved these items across the room, to where I seated myself in the more comfortable chair I had occupied earlier. I studied his cards again. Amazing. A whole bunch of history in my hand. . . .
When Oberon's wife Rilga had shown less hardihood than many by aging rapidly and retiring to a reclusive life at a country shrine, he had gone off and remarried, somewhat to the chagrin of their children-Caine, Julian and Gerard. But to confuse genealogists and sticklers for family legality, he had done it in a place where time flowed far more rapidly than in Amber. Interesting arguments both for and against the bigamous nature of his marriage to Harla may be made. I'm in no position to judge. I had the story from Flora years ago, and in that she'd never gotten along too well with Delwin and Sand, the offspring of that union, she was inclined to the pro-bigamy interpretation. I'd never seen pictures of Delwin or Sand until now. There weren't any hanging around the palace, and they were seldom mentioned. But they had lived in Amber for the relatively short time Harla was queen there. Following her death, they grew unhappy with Oberon's policies toward her homeland-which they visited often-and after a time they departed, vowing not to have anything to do with Amber again. At least that's the way I'd heard it. There could easily have been all sorts of sibling politicking involved, too. I don't know.
But here were two missing members of the royal family, and obviously Luke had teamed of them and approached them, hoping to revive old resentments and gain allies. He admitted that it hadn't worked. Two centuries is a long time to hold a grudge at high pitch. That's about how long it had been since their departure, as I understood it. I wondered fleetingly whether I should get in touch with them, just to say h.e.l.lo. If they weren't interested in helping Luke I didn't suppose they'd be interested in helping the other side either, now they were aware there was another side. It did seem proper that I should introduce myself and pay my respects, as a family member they'd never met. I decided that I would do it sometime, though the present moment was hardly appropriate. I added their Trumps to my own collection, along with good intentions.
And then there was Dalt a sworn enemy of Amber, I gathered. I studied his card again, and I wondered: If he were indeed such a good friend of Luke's, perhaps I should let him know what had happened. He might even know of the circ.u.mstances involved and mention something I could use. In fact, the more I thought about it-recalling his recent presence at the Keep of the Four Worlds-the more tempting it became to try to reach him. It seemed possible I could even pick up something about what was now going on in that place.
I gnawed a knuckle. Should I or shouldn't I? I couldn't see any harm that could come of it. I wasn't planning on giving anything away. Still; there were a few misgivings.
What the h.e.l.l, I decided finally. Nothing ventured. . : .
h.e.l.lo, h.e.l.lo. Reaching out through the suddenly cold card. . . .
A startled moment somewhere, and the sense of an Aha!
Like a portrait come to life, my vision stirred.
"Who are you?" the man asked, hand on hilt, blade half drawn.
"My name is Merlin," I said, "and we've a mutual acquaintance named Rinaldo. I wanted to tell you that he'd been badly injured."
By now, we both hovered between our two realities, solid and perfectly clear to each other. He was bigger than I'd thought from his representation, and he stood at the center of a stone-walled room, a window to his left showing a blue sky and a limb of cloud. His green eyes, at first wide, were now narrowed and the set of his jaw seemed a bit truculent.
"Where is he?" he inquired.
"Here. With me," I answered.
"How fortunate," he replied, and the blade was in his hand and he moved forward.
I Sipped the Trump away, which did not sever the contact. I had to summon the Logrus to do that-and it fell between us like the blade of a guillotine and jerked me back as if I had just touched a live wire. My only consolation was that Dalt had doubtless felt the same thing.
"Merle, what's going on?" Luke's voice came hoa.r.s.ely. "I saw Dalt. . . ."
"Uh, yeah. I just called him."
He raised his head slightly. "Why?"
"To tell him about you. He's your friend, isn't he?"
"You a.s.shole!" he said. "He's the one that did this to me!"
Then he began coughing and I rushed to his side.
"Get me some water, huh?" he said.
"Coming up."
I went off to the bathroom and fetched him a gla.s.s. I propped him and he sipped it for a time.
"Maybe I should have told you," he said finally. "Didn't think-you'd play games-that way, though-when you don't know-what's going on...."
He coughed again, drank more water.
"Hard to know what to tell you-and what not to," he continued, a while later.
"Why not tell me everything?" I suggested.
He shook his head slightly. "Can't. Probably get you killed. More likely both of us."
"The way things have been going, it seems as if it could happen whether you tell me or not."
He smiled faintly and took another drink.
"Parts of this thing are personal," he said then, "and I don't want anyone else involved."
"I gather that your trying to kill me every spring for a while there was kind of personal, too," I observed, "yet somehow I felt involved."
"Okay, okay," he said, slumping back and raising his right hand. "I told you I cut that out a long time ago."
"But the attempts went on."
"They weren't my doing."
Okay, I decided. Try it. "It was Jasra, wasn't it?"
"What do you know about her?"
"I know she's your mother, and I gather this is her war too."
He nodded. "So you know. . . . All right. That makes it easier," He paused to catch his breath. "She started me doing the April thirtieth stuff for practice. When I got to know you better and quit, she was mad."
"So she continued it herself?"
He nodded.
"She wanted you to go after Caine," I said.
"So did I."
"But the others? She's leaning on you about them, I'll bet. And you're not so sure they have it coming."
Silence.
"Are you?" I said.
He s.h.i.+fted his gaze away from my own and I heard his teeth grind together.
"You're off the hook," he said at last. "I've no intention of hurting you. I won't let her do it either."
"And what about Bleys and Random and Fiona and Flora and Gerard and-" He laughed, which cost him a wince and a quick clutch at his chest.
"They've nothing to worry about from us," he said, "right now."
"What do you mean?"
"Think," he told me. "I could have trumped back to my old apartment, scared h.e.l.l out of the new tenants and called an ambulance. I could be in an emergency room right now."
"Why aren't you?"
"I've been hurt worse than this, and I've made it. I'm here because I need your help."
"Oh? For what?"
He looked at me, then looked away again. "She's in bad trouble, and we've got to rescue her."
"Who?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"My mother," he replied.
I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't when I saw the expression on his face. It took real b.a.l.l.s to ask me to help rescue the woman who'd tried to kill me-not once, but many times-and whose big aim in life seemed to be the destruction of my relatives. b.a.l.l.s, or- "I've no one else left to turn to," he said.
"If you talk me into this one, Luke, you'll deserve the Salesman of the Year Award," I said. "But I'm willing to listen."
"Throat's dry again," he said.
I went and refilled the gla.s.s. As I returned with it, it seemed there was a small noise in the hall. I continued listening while I helped Luke to a few more sips.
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