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It was a matter of gold and the Spell Gift； and I had no difficulty。 And soon we were onshore and ready to explore this mythic place where God had directed Constantine to create the greatest city in the world。
I cannot say I was disappointed that night。
Our first extraordinary surprise was that the merchants of Constantinople were required to put up torches outside their shops so that the streets were beautifully illuminated。 And we at once realized that there was a wilderness of great churches for us to explore。
The city held some million inhabitants； and I sensed at once an immense vigor that had gone out of Rome。
I went immediately…leading my two agreeable panions with me…to the great open square called the Augusteum； and where I could gaze on the facade of Hagia Sophia…the Church of the Holy Wisdom…and upon other immense and regal buildings including the splendid public baths of Zeuxippus； which had been decorated with beautifully executed pagan statues taken from various cities of the world。
I wanted to go in all directions at the same time。 For here lay the great Hippodrome in which by day thousands witnessed chariot races which were the passion of the populace； and there the indescribably huge and plex royal palace into which we could easily have crept without being seen。
A great street led westward from this square； and constituted the main thoroughfare of the city； in that there were other squares which opened off it； and also other streets； which fed； of course； innumerable lanes。
Mael and Avicus continued to follow me politely as I led them hither and thither； and into the interior of Hagia Sophia to stand between its magnificent walls and beneath its immense dome。
I was overe by the beauty of the church with its myriad arches and the high ornate and detailed mosaics of Justinian and Theodora which were unbelievably splendid and glittering in the light of countless lamps。
In the nights to e； there would be no end of splendid adventures。
My rades might tire of this； but I would not。 I would penetrate
the Imperial Court very soon； using my swiftness and cleverness to go about the palace。 And for better or for worse I was in a city that was thriving where I would know the fort of the proximity of many many human souls。
In the weeks that followed we purchased for ourselves a splendid house； quite well fortified； its garden entirely enclosed； and made for ourselves a secret and safe crypt beneath the mosaic floor。
As for the Divine Parents； I was adamant that they must be hidden some distance from the city。 I had already heard plenty about the riots in Constantinople and I wanted the chapel to be safe。
However I could find no old vaults or tombs in the countryside like the old Etruscan tomb I had used outside of Rome。 And finally I had no choice but to have a sanctuary built beneath our house by a gang of slaves。
This unnerved me。 In Antioch and in Rome； I had created the chapels。 Now I must rely upon others。 At last I pursued an intricate plan。
I designed a series of overlapping passages leading deep down to a large chamber which would require anyone going there to turn first right； then left； then right； then left again with exceedingly debilitating affect。 Then I set pairs of heavy bronze doors at certain intervals； each pair having a heavy bolt。
The thick stone blocking the entrance to this winding and doubling passage was not only disguised as part of the mosaic flooring of the house； but was； as I so often say when describing such things； far too heavy for even a team of mortals to lift。 Even the iron grips were so numerous and intricately designed as to seem part of the
ornamentation of the overall floor。
Mael and Avicus thought all this quite extreme； but said nothing。
They approved； however； when I had the walls of the chapel covered with gold mosaic of the very kind I saw in all the splendid churches； and the floor laid with the finest marble tile。 A broad and gorgeous throne of hammered gold was prepared for the Royal Couple。
And lamps were hung from the ceiling on chains。
How was all this work done； you might ask； without promising the secret of the underground chamber？ Did I murder all those who had participated in the creation of this chapel？
No。 It was by use of the Spell Gift to confuse those brought to their labor； and by the use at times of simple blindfolds of which the slaves and even the artists could not plain。 Gilded words as to 〃lovers and brides〃 smoothed over any mortal objections。 And money did the rest。
At last came the night when I must take the Royal Parents to their chapel。 Avicus and Mael politely confessed that they thought I would want to do this alone。
I had no objections。 Like a powerful Christian Angel of Death； I carried first one sarcophagus and then the other down to the fine chapel and set them side by side。
I took the linen wrappings from Akasha first； holding her in my arms as I knelt on the floor。 Her eyes were closed。 Then quite suddenly； she opened them； looking past me； her expression meaningless and simple as before。
I think I felt a curious deadening disappointment。 But I whispered prayers to her to conceal it； as I cleaned away the linen and lifted her； and carried her； my silent bride； and seated her on the throne。 There she rested； her clothes rumpled and inplete； blind as ever； as I took the wrappings from Enkil。
There came the same strange moment when his eyes opened as well。
I dared say nothing aloud to him。 I lifted him； found him more pliant；
and even almost light； and placed him on the throne beside his queen。
Several nights passed before I could plete their raiment； but it must look perfect to the memories I still had of fine Egyptian garments；
and then I sought to locate for them new and interesting jewels。 Constantinople was full of such luxuries； and the craftsmen who dealt in them。 All of this I did alone and with no difficulty； praying all the while in the most respectful tone。
Finally the chapel was even more beautiful than the first one which I had made in Antioch； and far more lovely than that which had existed outside of Rome。 I put in place the usual braziers in which I would burn incense； and I filled the many hanging lamps with sweet…smelling oil。
Only when all this was done did I go back to the matter of the new city； and how things were to be in it； and whether or not Akasha and Enkil were truly safe。
I was very uneasy。 I didn't even know the city yet； I realized。 I was preoccupied。 I wanted to continue visiting the churches and feasting off the beauty of the city； but I did not know whether or not we were the only vampires here。
It seemed extremely doubtful to me。 After all； there were other blood drinkers in existence。 Why wouldn't they e to the most beautiful city in the world？
As for the Greek quality of Constantinople； I didn't like it。 I am rather ashamed to say it； but it was true。
I didn't like that the populace spoke Greek instead of Latin； though I myself could speak Greek very well； of course。 And I didn't like all the Christian monasteries in which there seemed a deep mysticism that was more Oriental than Western。
The art I found everywhere was impressive； yes； but it was losing all ties to the classical art of Greece and Rome。
New statues presented men as stocky and crude with very round heads。 Eyes were bulbous； faces without expression。 And the Ikons or Holy Pictures which had bee so mon were highly stylized； with scowling faces。
Even the splendid mosaics of Justinian and Theodora…the figures in their long robes floating against the walls of the church…were rigid and dreamlike rather than classical； or beautiful according to standards that I had not learnt。
This was a magnificent place but it was not my place。
For me； there was something inherently repulsive in the gigantic royal palace with its eunuchs and its slaves。 When I crept into it and roamed about； visiting its throne rooms； audience halls； gorgeous chapels； immense dining room； and many bedchambers； I saw the licentiousness of Persia； and though I couldn't blame anyone for it； I felt ill at ease。
And the population； though it was huge and vital； could brawl in the streets over the oute of the chariot races in the Hippodrome； or riot in the very churches； killing one another； over matters of religion
as well。 In fact； the endless religious quarrels bordered on sheer madness。 And doctrinal differences kept the entire Empire in upheaval most of the time。
As for the problems of the Empire's borders they were as continuous
as they had been in the time of the Caesars。 The Persians perpetually
threatened the East and there was simply no end to the barbarians who poured down into the Empire from the West。
Having long identified my own soul with the salvation of the Empire； I felt no consolation in this city。 I felt suspicion and profound distaste。
I did however often roam into Santa Sophia to marvel at the enormous
dome which seemed to float above with no means of support。 Something ineffable had been captured in that grand church which could humble the most proud spirits。
Avicus and Mael were quite happy in this new city。 And both seemed absolutely determined that I be their leader； and as I shopped the marketplace for books in the evening； Avicus was eager to join me； and eager for me to read to him what I found。
Meantime I furnished our house fortably； and hired artisans to paint the walls。 I did not want to bee lost in my painted gardens again； and when I thought of my lost Pandora my anguish was worse even than before。
Indeed I searched for Pandora。 I told Avicus and Mael a few little stories； harmless and unimportant； of my nights with her； but principally of how I had loved her； so that images of her might exist in their minds in so far as they had the power to keep such images alive。
If Pandora roamed these streets； if she came upon my panions perhaps she could divine from them that I was here and wanted so
desperately to be reunited with her。
At once I began to acquire a library； buying whole caskets of scrolls and going through them at my leisure。 I set up a fine writing desk and began a rather neutral and impersonal diary of my adventures in the old code I had invented before。
We had been in Constantinople less than six months when it became clear to us that other blood drinkers were ing near to our house。
We heard them in the early morning。 They came； apparently to hear of us what they could with the Mind Gift and then they rushed away。
〃Why have they taken so long？〃 I demanded。 〃They've watched us and they've studied us。〃
〃And perhaps they are the reason；〃 said Avicus； 〃that we've found no Devil worshipers here。〃
This was perhaps true； for those who spied on us now were not Devil worshipers。 We could tell by the bits and pieces of mental imagery which we were able to glean from their minds。
At last they came at early evening and there was no mistaking their polite invitation to us to e with them to visit their mistress。
I went out of our house to greet them and discovered that there were two of them and that they were pale and beautiful boys。
They couldn't have been more than thirteen when they were made； and they had very clear dark eyes； and had short curly black hair。 They were dressed in long Eastern robes of the finest decorated cloth； trimmed in a fringe of red and gold。 Their under tunics were of silk； and they wore ornate slippers and many jeweled rings。
Two mortals carried the torches for them； and they appeared to be simple and expensive Persian slaves。
One of the radiant young blood drinker boys placed a small scroll in my hands； which I at once opened to read the beautifully written Greek。
〃It is the custom before hunting my city to ask permission of me；〃 it said。 〃Please e to my palace。〃 It was signed； 〃Eudoxia。〃
I did not care for the style of this any more than I had cared for the style of anything else in Constantinople。 And I cannot say that it surprised me； but then here was an opportunity to spea