Blood of Amber

«He hates them Amberites, is what it means. Even went up against them once.»

I tasted the wine. Not bad. The same man, then…

«You know why he hates them?» I asked.

«I understand they killed his mother,» he said. «Had something to do with border wars. They get real complicated. I don't know the details.»

I pried open a tin of meat, broke off some bread and made myself a sandwich.

«Please go ahead with your story,» I said.

«Where was I?»

«The prince got hold of Dalt because he was concerned about his mother, and he needed more troops in a hurry.»

«That's right, and I was picked up for Kashfan service about that time - foot soldier. The prince and Dalt led us through dark ways till we came to that place below. Then we did just what them guys downstairs were doing.»

«And what happened?»

He laughed. «Went bad for us at first,» he said. «I think it's somehow easy for whoever's in charge down there to control the elements - like that twister you saw a while ago. We got an earthquake and a blizzard and lightning. But we pressed on to the walls anyhow. Saw my brother scalded to death with boiling oil. That's when I decided I'd had enough. I started running and climbed on up here. Nobody chased me, so I waited around and watched. Probably shouldn't have, but I didn't know how things would go. More of the same, I'd figgered. But I was wrong, and it was too late to go back. They'd have whacked off my head or some other valuable parts if I did.»

«What happened?»

«I got the impression that the attack forced Basra 's hand. She'd apparently been planning to do away with Sharu Garrul all along and take over the place herself. I think she'd been setting him up, gaining his confidence before she struck. I believe she was a little afraid of the old man. But when her army appeared on the doorstep she had to move, even though she wasn't ready. She took him on in a sorcerous duel while her guard held his men at bay. She won, though I gather she was somewhat injured. Mad as hell, too, at her son - for bringing in an army without her ordering it. Anyway, her guard opened the gates to them, and she took over the Keep. That's what I meant about no army taking the place. That one was an inside job.»

«How did you learn all this?»

«Like I said, when deserters head this way I feed 'em and get the news.»

«You gave me the impression that there have been other attempts to take the place. These would have had to be after she'd taken over.»

He nodded and took another drink of wine.

«Yup. There was apparently a coup back in Kashfa, with both her and her kid away - a noble named Kasman, brother of one of her dead lovers, a fellow named Jasrick. This Kasman took over, and he wanted her and the prince out of the way. Must've attacked this place half a dozen times. Never could get in. Finally resigned himself to a standoff, I think. She sent her son off somewhere later, maybe to raise another army and try to win back her throne. I don't know. That was long ago.»

«What about Dalt?»

«They paid him off with some loot from the Keep - there was apparently a lot of good stuff in there - and he took his troops and went back to wherever he hangs out.»

I took another sip of wine myself and cut off a piece of the cheese. «How come you've stayed around all these years? It seems like a hard life.»

He nodded. «Truth of it is, I don't know the way home. Those were strange trails they brought us in on. I thought I knew where they were, but when I went lookin' I couldn't never End 'em. I suppose I could have just taken off, but then I'd probably get lost more than ever. Besides, I know I can make out here. A few weeks and those outbuildings will be rebuilt and the peasants will move back in, no matter who wins. And they think I'm a holy man, prayin' up here and meditatin'. Any time I wander down that way they come out for a blessin' and give me enough food and drink to hold me for a long while.»

«Are you a holy man?» I asked.

«I just pretend,» he said. «Makes them happy and keeps me fed. Don't go tellin' that, though.»

«Of course not. They wouldn't believe me, anyway.»

He laughed again. «You're right.»

I got to my feet and walked back along the hail a little way, so that I could see the Keep once again. The ladders were on the ground, and I beheld even more scattered dead. I saw no signs of the struggle within.

«Is the gate open yet?» Dave called.

«No. I don't think the ones who got in were sufficient to the task.»

«Is that green and black banner anywhere in sight?»

«I can't see it anywhere.»

He rose and came over, carrying both bottles. He passed me mine and we both took a drink. The ground troops began to fall back from the area before the wall.

«Think they're giving up or re-forming for another rush?» he asked me.

«Can't say yet,» I told him.

«Whichever it is, there should be a lot of good loot down there tonight. Stick around and you'll have all you can carry.»

«I'm curious,» I said, «why Dalt would be attacking again, if he's on good terms with the queen and her son.»