Oh dear,Rhiow thought.This is going to bring them to blows sooner or later … “Artie,” she said. “Will you be all right here for a little while? No otherehhifwill come here: this is a secret place, for reasons I’ll explain to you in a while. But right now there are some things I need to attend to.”
“All right,” Artie said. “What’s your name, puss?”
“Rhiow.”
“Reeoooowww,” Artie said.
“Not too bad,” she said. “It’s a Scots accent, isn’t it? We’ll work on that. It’s one of the better ones for Ailurin.”
Rhiow walked off a little way, then sat down again and put her ears forward, listening.Whisperer…
She heard the purr that told her the Silent One was listening.
We need help of a specific kind. There’s no time for me to visit the Old Downside just now. Will you tell the Serpent’s Child that his “father’s” friends need to talk to him? And will you guide him to us?
A purr of agreement: then silence.
Rhiow got up and headed over to Urruah, who was already walking toward her.“Ruah,” she said, “do me a favor. Let me see the spell that Hwallis showed you.”
He half-closed his eyes.“Here.”
Rhiow half-closed hers as well, and let her whiskers brush close to Urruah’s. A second or so later she could see what he saw, the Egyptian characters strung out in a line, but with gaps here and there where Hwallis had inferred that material was missing. Rhiow looked at the characters in her mind with a wizard’s eye, letting them rearrange themselves into a long broken pattern in the graphical version of the Speech.
“It’s a spell all right,” she said, opening her eyes. “What an odd one, though. A lot of missing pieces. None of the power parameters are all that large, either … what there are of them.”
“If there were meant to be thousands of these spells in the same place, all acting together,” Urruah said, “they wouldn’t have to be all that strong, individually.”
“No,” Rhiow said, “but still … If a lot of little spells are gathered together to be used for some purpose, there stilldoeshave to be a master spell, one which invokes the whole aggregate of power and nominates specifically what it’s supposed to be used for. Otherwise all the little “packets” of power just fire off any old way, or seep away uncontrolled. No, I think Hwallis is right. We’ll get busy on finding this, if there’s any way it can be found here and now. Meanwhile, Ruah, do what you can about the timeslide: we’ve got to get at that “contaminated” timeline and get a date for the assassination that we can trust. Get Fhrio to help you if you can.”
“I’d sooner be helped by a—”
“Urruah,”Rhiow said.“He is not just a fellow wizard, but a gate technician of some skill. He might see something that you miss, under the pressure of speed. We can’t afford to forego his help … or alienate him by not asking for that help in an area where he’s gifted. Just youhandleit.”
He glared at her … then waved his tail, reluctantly acknowledging the necessity, and walked off.
Rhiow breathed out and watched him go. This kind of thing was difficult for him, but they had no choice right now. Fhrio was a problem as well, but one that Rhiow couldn’t settle. The kind of behavior he routinely exhibited toward his own team would have caused Rhiow to box one of her own team members’ ears to ribbons, if they had tried it. However, Huff’s management style was clearly a lot less assertive than Rhiow’s … and she had no right to try to impose her own style on his team.But oh, the inclination…
She sighed and just closed her eyes for a moment, wishing there were time to lie down and have a nap. When she opened her eyes again, Huff was heading over toward her.“She’s all right,” he said to Rhiow, very relieved.
“Of course I’m all right,” Auhlae said, sounding just slightly cross as she came up behind him. “The shock of the transit just hit me hard for a moment, that’s all. I’m not made of fluff.”
“No, I never said you were …” He head-bumped her, and Auhlae threw him an affectionate look, though the bump bade fair to knock her over again.
“Well,” Huff said, when he had straightened up again, “what’s the situation?”
“Our youngehhifis in fairly good shape,” Rhiow said, casting a glance over at where Artie still sat up against the platform wall, now with his legs stretched out in front of him, watching Urruah talking to Fhrio, and the two of them poking at various parts of the timeslide. “But we’re going to have to keep him with us for a while.Arhu says he’s required somehow for the solution of our problem.”
Auhlae blinked at that.“Is he sure?”
“Yes. Apparently he got a glimpse of him while he and Odin were off on their jaunt.”
“Now there’s a new one,” Huff said. “Well, we’ll have to work out somewhere to keep him.”
“Arhu is confident that that’ll be handled,” Rhiow said dryly. “So we’ll refer all inquiries to him. Meanwhile, have a closer look at this—”
She put one paw down on the floor and began pulling it along, so that a tracery of pale fire followed it,“writing out” the partial spell which Urruah had shown her. Huff and Auhlae bent their heads down, looking at it.
“Look at this name that keeps popping up,” Huff said after a moment. “In a few places. Different forms—but it’s the same personality that’s meant. The ‘Bright Serpent’.”
“It’s not the ‘Old Serpent’, though,” Auhlae said, looking curiously down the length of the spell. “That would be written differently, wouldn’t it.”
“Yes,” said Huff. “And here, the ‘Great Shining Lizard’. And another name still. ‘Sebek’.”
“ ‘The one who binds together’?” Auhlae said. “Would that be it?”
“I think so.” Huff sat down to look at it a little more closely. “Well, it’s interesting, but as spells go it’s long on nouns and short on verbs. Or more specific routines like power-expenditure instructions …”
“Power,” Rhiow said, “yes …” She glanced back over toward the timeslide. Siffha’h had stood up just long enough to drag herself out of the pattern, while Urruah was starting work on it: then she had flopped down again, and was lying on her side. “Is she all right?”
“Oh, I think so.” Auhlae looked over her shoulder.
“I’ll check,” Huff said, and got up to head over that way.
“I just … Don’t think I’m trying to intrude, please, but I worry about her a little,” Rhiow said. “She seems to push herself very hard.”
“Yes,” Auhlae said, “she does.” She sighed. “She came to us very young. Just after her Ordeal, it was. She never said much about the details: well, as you know, that’s not information one asks about—it’s offered, or not, the way you would treat the question of how many lives along someone is. Finally she decided she wanted to work with us, and she settled in. But she was always …” Auhlae broke off for a moment, thinking, her tail twitching. Then she said, “There was always a sense that there was something still unfinished, Ordeal or not. Something she was still looking for … and it drove her. It drives her still … and all this unfocused energy of hers jumps out and ‘bites’ people, sometimes. Or makes her bite them herself …”
Rhiow sighed.“The ‘unfinished business’ theme turns up often enough,” she said. “It happened to me, for example.”
“And did you find what you were looking for?”
“I think so,” Rhiow said, “though, Auhlae, to tell you the truth, sometimes even when youhavewhat you were looking for, you can get confused because it doesn’t look anything like the images you got yourself used to when you were still looking.” She put her whiskers forward. “Well, that’s another day’s problem … we have enough of our own at the moment.”