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of live rats waiting to be fed to the falcons in the royal mews。 The wish is father to the deed； Taita thought。 He will allow himself to believe； because he longs for it to be so。
He watched the doubts clear in those yellow eyes and Naja embraced him。 'I believe you。 When I wear the double crown you will have rewards beyond your expectation or imagination。'
* * *
Over the days that followed Naja kept Taita close to his side； and the old man used this new position of trust to change some of the Regent's undeclared intentions。 At Naja's urging； Taita made another examination of the auguries。 He slaughtered a sheep and examined its entrails； he released a falcon from the royal mews and watched its flight pattern。 From these he was able to determine that the god would sanction no marriage of Naja to the princesses until at least the beginning of the next inundation of the Nile waters or the flooding would certainly fail。 This would be a disaster that even Naja could not risk。 The life of this very Egypt depended upon the inundations of the great river。 With this prophecy Taita had delayed the danger to Nefer； and the agony of the two princesses。
Naja protested and argued； but since that terrible night at Busiris he had found it almost impossible to resist Taita's predictions。 In this he was made more amenable by the ominous news from the northern war front。 On Naja's orders； and against Taita's counsel； the Egyptians had launched a desperate counter…attack to try to retake Abnub。 They had failed； losing three hundred chariots and almost a regiment of foot in the dreadful fighting around the city。 Now Apepi seemed poised to deliver a crushing stroke through the demoralized and weakened Egyptian regiments； and e storming on to Thebes。 It was not the time for a wedding； which even Naja conceded； and Nefer's safety was ensured for a while longer。
Already a constant stream of refugees fled from Thebes by road and river towards the south。 The volume of trade caravans from the east fell alarmingly； as the merchants waited to see the oute of the imminent Hyksosian offensive。 All modities were in short supply and prices shot up。
'The only way in which you can stave off an annihilating defeat at the hands of Apepi is to negotiate a truce；' Taita advised the Regent。
He was about to qualify this by adding that the truce would in no circumstances be a surrender； that they would merely use the respite to strengthen their military position； but Naja did not allow him the chance to elaborate。 'This I believe also； Magus；' he agreed eagerly。 'Oft…times I tried to convince my beloved panion； Pharaoh Tamose； of the wisdom of this course。 He would never listen to me。'
'We need time；' Taita explained； but Naja waved a hand to silence him。
'Of course you are right。' Naja was excited by this unexpected support。 He had tried without success to convince the individual members of the council to agree to a peace with the Hyksos； but none； not even Cinka； had supported him。 Even the loyal Asmor had risked his wrath by vowing to fall on his own sword rather than surrender to Apepi。 It had been a sobering revelation to find honour flowering in such unlikely ground； and to learn that even as regent there were limits to what he could force through the council。
Peace with the Hyksos was the cornerstone of Naja's vision； a vision of the two kingdoms reunited and a single pharaoh ruling both。 Only a pharaoh who was part Egyptian and part Hyksosian could hope to achieve that； and he knew； without any doubt； that this was what the gods had promised him through the Mazes。
He went on earnestly； 'I should have known that you； Taita； were the one person who would not let yourself be blinded by prejudice。 All the others cry； 〃No surrender；〃 and 〃Death rather than dishonour〃。' He shook his head。 'You and I can see that what we could not achieve by force of arms； we can bring about perhaps in a more gentle fashion。 After sixty years in the Nile valley； the Hyksos are being more Egyptian than Asian。 They have been seduced by our gods； our philosophy and our women。 Their savage blood has been softened and sweetened by ours。 Their wild ways have been tempered by our noble manners。'
The Regent's response to his tentative suggestion was so overpowering that Taita was taken aback。 There was much more here than he had suspected。 To gain time to think it out； and garner some inkling of Naja's true intentions； he murmured； Those are words of wisdom。 How could we hope to bring about this truce； Lord Regent？'
Naja was eager to explain。 'I know there are many among the Hyksos who agree with these sentiments。 It would take little for them to join us。 Then we can bring peace and unity to the two kingdoms。'
The veils began to part。 Taita was reminded suddenly of a suspicion he had once heard expressed but had rejected at the time。
'Who are these Hyksos sympathizers？' he asked。 'Are they highly placed？ Close to Apepi？'
'Noblemen； indeed。 One sits on Apepi's war council。' Naja seemed about to enlarge on this； but he stopped himself with an obvious effort。 It was enough for Taita。 That faint rumour of Hyksosian connections in Naja's background must have had substance； and if it was true the rest fell neatly into place。 Once again； he was amazed at the width and breadth of Naja's ambitions。
'Would it be possible to meet these noblemen and speak to them？'
Taita asked carefully。
'Yes；' Naja confirmed。 'We could reach them within days。'
For Taita the implications of that simple statement were enormous。 The Regent of Egypt had covert allies in the ranks of the traditional enemy。 What else about him was hidden？ Where else had his avaricious fingers reached？ A chill ran down Taita's spine； and the silver hairs on the back of his neck came erect。
This is the loving friend who was at Pharaoh's side when he was struck down。 Here is the only witness to the manner of Pharaoh's death。 This creature of boundless ambition and cruel purpose admits to being an intimate and confidant of Hyksosian noblemen； and it was a Hyksosian arrow that killed Pharaoh。 How deep does the plot run？
He let nothing of this show on his face； but nodded thoughtfully； and Naja went on quickly； 'I am certain that we can reach agreement with the Hyksos； and I envisage a co…regency between Apepi and myself with a joint council of state。 Then your influence would be needed to persuade our own councillors to ratify it。 Perhaps you could consult the Mazes again； and make the wishes of the gods known。'
Naja was suggesting that he make a fraudulent divination。 Did he suspect that that was what had happened at Busiris？ Taita did not think so； but he must quash the idea at once。 His expression became stern。 'In any matter to do with the Mazes； to take the word or name of the god Ammon Ra in vain or to misrepresent his oracle would be to court terrible retribution。'
Quickly Naja retracted。 'I suggested no such impiety； but through the Mazes the gods have already given sanction to me。'
Taita grunted。 'First we must determine if this treaty is feasible。 Apepi might believe his military position is unassailable and refuse to meet us。 Despite any approaches from us for peace； he might decide to prosecute this war to the bitter end。'
'I do not think that will happen。 I will give you the names of our allies on the other side。 You must go to them secretly； Taita。 You are well known and respected even among the Hyksos； and I will give you a talisman that will prove you e from me。 You are the best emissary for our cause。 They will listen to you。'
Taita sat a while longer in thought。 He tried to see if he could wring any further advantage to Nefer and the princesses from the situation； but at this stage he could find none。 Whatever happened； Nefer would still be in mortal danger。
There was only one certain course open to Taita if he were to ensure Nefer's survival and that was to get him out of Egypt while Naja was still in power。 Was there an opportunity to do that now？ Naja was offering him a safe conduct to the frontier。 Could he use that to take Nefer with him？ Within seconds he realized he could not。 His contacts with the boy Pharaoh were still severely circumscribed by Naja。 He was never allowed to be alone with him。 He was not even allowed to sit close to him at sessions of the council； or to exchange even the most innocent messages with him。 The only time in the last few weeks that he had been allowed close to him was when Nefer had developed an agonizing septic throat。 Then Taita had been allowed into the royal bedchamber to tend him； but both Naja and Asmor had been present； watching everything that transpired； listening to every word that was spoken。 Because of his affliction Nefer had not been able to speak above a whisper； but his eyes never left Taita's face and he clung to his hand when the time came for them to part。 That had been almost ten days ago。
Taita learned that Naja had chosen tutors to replace him； and Asmor had provided instructors from the Blue Guards to continue Nefer's exercises in horsemanship and chariot handling； swordsmanship and archery。 None of his old friends were allowed to visit him。 Even his crony Meren had been ordered out of Pharaoh's quarters。
If he made an attempt to get Nefer away and failed； not only would he have sacrificed Naja's confidence； he would have placed Nefer in terrible peril。 No； he could use this sortie across the lines into the Hyksosian territory only to make more careful and secure arrangements for the young Pharaoh's safety。
'It is my duty； a duty placed upon me by the gods； to help you in every way。 I will undertake this mission；' Taita said。 'What is the safest way for me to pass through the Hyksosian lines？ You say I am well known among them； and that I will be recognized。'
Naja had foreseen this query。 'You must use the old chariot road through the dunes and down the wadi at Gebel Wadun。 My friends on the other side keep the road under surveillance。'
Taita nodded。 'That is the road along which Pharaoh Tamose met his death。 I have never travelled beyond Gallala。 I will need a guide to show me the rest of the way。'
'I will send my own lance…bearer and a squadron of the Blues to take you through；' Naja promised。 'But the road is long and hard。 You must leave at once。 Every day； every hour might make the difference。'
* * *
Taita had driven the chariot all the way from the ruined city of Gallala with only four halts。 They had made the run in half a day less than it had taken Naja and Tamose to cover the same route； and at less cost to the condition of the animals。
The troopers in the nine vehicles that followed him were in awe of the Magus' reputation。 They knew him as the father of the corps of cavalry； for he had been the first Egyptian ever to build a chariot and harness a team to it。 His celebrated ride from Thebes to Elephantine to carry the news of the victory of Pharaoh Tamose over the Hyksos was the stuff of legend。 Now； as they followed his chariot through the dunes； they learned that the legend was well founded。 The old man's stamina was amazing； and his concentration never wavered。 His gentle but firm hands on the reins never tired； as hour after hour he coaxed the horses into giving their best。 He had impressed every man in the squadron； not least the one riding beside him in the cockpit。
Gil was Naja's lance…bearer。 He had a rugged； sun…darkened face and was lightly built； which was desirable for a charioteer； but he possessed also a wiry strength and cheerful disposition。 He had to have been one of the best to be selected to ride in the mander's chariot。
With the moon waxing and the weather at its hottest they had driven through the cool of the night。 Now； in the dawn； they halted to rest。 When he had watered the horses； Gil came to where Taita sat on a boulder overlooking the wadi of Gebel Wadun and handed him a ceramic water jug。 Taita took a long swig from the spout and