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heart of it。 Alvar longed to be a part of this； to see it e to be； to ride his own horse into those oceans and up that mountain with his king。 Yet； even as his heart heard this call to glory； he was aware of slaughter embedded in the sweep of the king's dream； or swooping above it like the carrion birds that followed the battlefields of men。
Will I ever； he thought； with a knifing of despair； be at peace between these things？
He heard Rodrigo Belmonte say then； very calmly； 〃You might have told me about Garcia a long time ago； my lord。 I think I should have believed you。 I do believe you now。 I am your man； since you want me。〃
And he knelt before the king and held up his hands together； palms touching。 Ramiro looked down upon him； unspeaking for a moment。
〃You would not have believed；〃 he said。 〃You would always have doubted。 We needed to grow older； you and I； for me to say this and you to hear it。 I wonder if your young soldier can possibly understand that。〃
Alvar flushed in the darkness； then heard the Captain say； 〃You might be surprised； my lord。 He's more than a soldier； though I will tell you later what he did in Fezana this evening。 If I am to be your constable I have my first request： I would ask that Alvar de Pellino be named my herald； to bear Valledo's staff and carry our words to the Star…born。〃
〃It is an honor；〃 the king said。 〃He is very young。 It is also a dangerous post in this war。〃 He motioned towards the hamlet behind them。 〃The Asharites may not observe the laws of heralds and their codes。〃
Rodrigo shook his head。 〃They will。 That much I know。 They value their own honor as much as we do ours。 Even the Muwardis。 In a way； especially the Muwardis。 And Alvar will acquit himself。〃
Ramiro looked at Alvar； that appraising glance in the moonlight。 〃You wish this for yourself？〃 he asked。 〃There is less glory than might be found in battle by a courageous young man。〃
Alvar knelt beside Rodrigo Belmonte and lifted his joined palms。 〃I wish for this；〃 he replied； discovering as he spoke that he did； that it was exactly what he wanted。 〃I； too； am your sworn man if you will have me； my lord。〃
The king placed his hands around those of Rodrigo； and then he touched Alvar's the same way。 He said； 〃Let us go forward from this place and begin to reclaim our lost land。〃
He looked as if he would say more； but did not。 They rose then； and began walking back to Orvilla。 But Alvar； unable to stop the thought from ing…even now…found himself saying； inwardly； And whose land will be broken and lost in that claiming？
He knew the answer。 It wasn't a real question。 In the newest royal herald of Valledo； pride and bone…cold apprehension came together and warred for dominion。
Then； nearing the hamlet； he saw Jehane。 She was standing by the northern gate waiting for them with Ammar ibn Khairan beside her。 And looking at her small； straight…backed figure in the mingled light of the moons； Alvar felt love e back； too； bittersweet among the weapons and shed blood； tonight and yet to e。
She saw them both kneel： Rodrigo first； and then Alvar。
Beside her； Ammar said softly； 〃He is being made constable now。〃 And then； as she looked quickly up at him； 〃It is best for both of them； Rodrigo and the king。 He ought to have been； all these years。〃
She took his hand。 Smoke drifted behind them； though the fires were mostly out。 Husari was with her parents and the two children they had saved from the Kindath Quarter。 The queen of Valledo had e to them。 She had said that Ishak and his family were her guests and would be； for so long as they desired。 She had been gracious and well…spoken； but it was evident…to Jehane； at least…that Queen Ines had never met or talked with a Kindath before and didn't quite know how to deal with that。
That shouldn't have bothered her； perhaps； but tonight it did。 She had almost wanted to ask Ines of Valledo if there were any plump babies around； to cook for a proper Kindath breakfast； but too many children had died that evening； and Jehane had nothing left in her for the force of real anger。 She was very tired。
It was Bernart d'Inigo； the doctor from the tagra forts； who had readied this wele for them； she understood。 It seemed he had saved the life of the queen using knowledge gained from reading Ishak's writings。 He had taught himself Asharic and Kindath years ago； he confided to Jehane。 The lanky； sad…faced man was a good physician； there was no denying it。
Why shouldn't he be？ Jehane had thought。 If he's bothered to learn from us 。。。
Not a fair thought； really； but tonight she wasn't putting much stress on trying to be fair。 D'Inigo had volunteered to take the first watch beside Rodrigo's son。 Diego's mother and brother were with him as well。 Jehane wasn't needed。 Valledan doctors were tending to the handful of people who had survived the assault。 Only a handful； the rest were dead； butchered hideously。
They e from the desert； Jehane remembered； seeing the chopped…up bodies； smelling charred human flesh。 Her father's words； from so long ago。 If you would understand the Star…born of Ashar 。
〃Who are my enemies？〃 Jehane had said then； aloud； looking around the hamlet。
There must have been something in her voice； a hint of vanishing control。 Ammar； without speaking； had placed an arm about her shoulders and guided her away。 They had walked around the perimeter of Orvilla but Jehane； unable to be eased； had found herself both looking back at dying fires and remembering them。
Who are my enemies？ The citizens of Fezana？ The Muwardis here？ The soldiers of a Jaddite holy army who had run wild through Sorenica？ The Valledans who burned this hamlet last summer？ She wanted to weep； but was afraid to let herself。
Ammar had a gash on one arm； which she examined by torchlight； it wasn't serious。 He'd told her that； but she'd needed to look。 She led him down to the river and cleaned the cut and bandaged it。 A thing to do。 On her knees； she dipped a cloth in the cold water and washed her face； looking down at the rippling lines of moonlight in the Tavares。 She took a deep breath of the night air。
They had walked again； following the perimeter fence to the north。 And there they saw King Ramiro with Rodrigo and Alvar out among the grasses； the dark； wide emptiness beyond them。 At one point； watching； Jehane saw Rodrigo cross his arms tightly over his breast。 It was very late。 A wind was blowing in the night。
Whichever way the wind blows。
Then they saw Rodrigo and Alvar kneel before the king and then rise。
〃Who are my enemies？〃 Jehane asked； at length。
〃Mine； I hope；〃 said Ammar。
〃And yours are？〃
〃We'll know more of that soon enough； my love。 Watch and listen。 I will likely be made a handsome offer soon。〃
His tone had a coolness now； but that was as much a defense as anything else； she knew。 More than anyone in the world； perhaps； she had a sense of what had e； however improbably； to bind Ammar ibn Khairan and Rodrigo Belmonte； each to the other。
There was an anticipation of partings in her now； Jehane realized： endings had e upon them tonight。 As much as anything else； that was what made her want to weep。
They waited。 The three men came over the dark grass and approached them by the gate。 She saw that Alvar； too； was wounded。 There was blood on his shoulder。 Without speaking she went over to him and began carefully tearing at his loose shirt to expose the gash below。 He looked at her and then away； standing quietly as she examined the cut。
〃Ammar。 I was hoping to find you；〃 Rodrigo said quietly。 〃Have you a moment to speak？〃 He spoke in Esperanan。
〃With you； always；〃 ibn Khairan said gravely； in the same tongue。
〃The king of Valledo has done me the honor of asking me to be his constable。〃
Jehane looked over at him。 Ammar inclined his head。 〃He is equally honored if you have accepted。〃
〃I have。〃
Ammar smiled thinly。 〃Badir of Ragosa will be distressed。〃
〃I imagine so。 I propose to give him； unfortunately； even greater cause for regret。〃
〃How so？〃
It was like a dance； Jehane thought； this formality screening things so much deeper than words could go。 She stood by young Alvar； listening； and stopped even pretending to examine his shoulder。 It was too dark here； in any case。
〃I believe I have sufficient authority to make you a proposal on behalf of the king of Valledo。〃
He was right； Jehane thought。 How had Ammar known； so surely？ No answer to that； except to remember who and what he was。 What they both were。 In the wind from the north she could feel something swiftly approaching its end。
Ammar said； 〃I am always interested in proposals。 And yours have ever been intriguing。〃
Rodrigo hesitated； choosing words。 〃As we stand here； King Sanchez of Ruenda is riding for Salos downriver； and the army of Jalofia is approaching Ragosa。〃
〃Ah！ Jalofia rides！ Queen Fruela es to avenge her dead captain？〃
King Ramiro's mouth quirked sideways at that。
〃Something of the sort；〃 Rodrigo said； unsmiling。 〃There have been a great many dead captains over the years。〃
〃Alas； it is true。 'War feeds like a wild dog upon the hearts of brave men。' 〃
〃I know that；〃 said the king of Valledo suddenly。 〃That was written by ibn Khairan of Aljais。〃
Ammar turned to him and Jehane knew he was surprised； however he might try to conceal it。 〃At your service； my lord。 The line scans better in Asharic。〃
The king's turn to betray astonishment。 He looked sharply at Rodrigo and then back to Ammar。 〃I had not 。。。 you are 。。。 ？〃 He turned to Rodrigo again； eyebrows arched。
Calmly； Rodrigo said； 〃We were exiled at the same time last year in Ragosa。 We have been panions since。 He came here； despite a death sentence in Cartadan lands； to bring Ishak ben Yonannon and his wife out of Fezana。 Jehane bet Ishak who stands here is physician to my pany。 Ibn Khairan would have been killed by the Muwardis had they known he was in the city。〃
〃I daresay there is no love shared there；〃 King Ramiro murmured。 He was a tall； handsome man。 He had also recognized a line from a poem by Ammar。 〃Is there any shared here？〃 he asked。
〃I am attempting to find out；〃 Rodrigo said。 〃Ammar； we have always thought that if this army and the other two moved south； Yazir ibn Q'arif would probably be in the peninsula by summer's end or next spring。 Al…Rassan； as it has been； is ing to an end。〃
〃Sorrowfully； I believe that；〃 Jehane heard the man she loved say quietly。 〃Tell me； who will remember the gardens of the Al…Fontina in time to e？ Or the ivories in the holy places of Ragosa？〃
〃I cannot answer that；〃 Rodrigo replied。 〃Perhaps you will help us all remember； I do not know。 I have more immediate concerns。 The king has instructed me that this is to be a Valledan campaign of conquest； not a holy war； though there are clerics with us and it might appear otherwise。〃
〃Oh； good！〃 Ammar said； too brightly。 〃Does that mean only those who resist you are nailed to wood or burned alive while the clerics sing paeans to Jad？〃
〃Something of the sort；〃 Rodrigo said levelly。
〃Almalik of Cartada is a dead man；〃 King Ramiro interjected quietly； 〃for what he tried to do to the queen。 And the Muwardis； when we find them； will be offered no kindness by me。 Not after tonight。 But my heart is not set on slaughter； either for its own sake or to make the clerics happy。〃
〃Ah；〃 said Ammar in his most sardonic voice； 〃a gentle conquest。 Horsemen of Jad waving to happy Asharite farmers as they trot by。 And to keep your brave soldiers content…what？ Chop up a few Kindath on the way？ No one will miss them； will they？〃
Rodrigo refused to rise to the bait。 〃This is warfare； Ammar。 Neither of us are children。 It is still Ashar and Jad and there will be ugliness。 After several hundred years and with that other army sailing for Soriyya there will be worse than ugliness。〃
〃What； I wonder； is worse than ugliness？〃
〃You do not really mean that；〃 Rodrigo said。 〃I have part of an answer； though。 Worse； is when what little space there is for men to move back and forth between worlds disappears because the worlds are lost to hatred。 That may happen to us