Unicorn Saga - The Unicorn Peace Part 16

His instincts, so well honed at home, were unanch.o.r.ed here.

There was a rapping at the door and the head of his bodyservant appeared around it.

"The Lord Malum craves admittance, sir."

"Show him in and fetch us wine," the Elector com- manded.

Malum, when he entered, was attired in fresh clothes, but his wet hair attested to the fact that he had changed quickly and had come directly to report to his master.

The Elector sat up with difficulty.

"Come in, come in; fetch up a chair. I've ordered wine. When did you get in?"

"Barely an hour ago, my lord," Malum replied, smoothing down the sides of his head self-consciously.

"And how did you find Quern after two years of ab- sence?"

"Better than I had feared and not quite as prosperous as I had hoped."

"Good seneschals are hard to find," Eslragoth com- miserated.

Conversation was suspended as the servant brought the wine in and poured it. Once the man had withdrawn the Elector said, "I know that you will present a written report, but I'd like to hear how things are at home in your bwn words. Don't worry if you digress, you never know what will turn out to be important."

Malum permitted himself a smile. "It's amazing how time spent abroad alters one's perspective," he said.

"The comfort of rediscovered familiarity is overwhelm- ing, but certain things show themselves in a new light."

"Go on," Estragoth said.

"Well, the trip back along the Causeway was un- eventful, but it's getting more expensive to cross bor- ders. It cost us three imperials to get into Songuard and twelve to get out again. Angom itself was unchanged,

86 quieter than usual because it's summer, but I was sur- prised by my reaction to the place. As you know, I came late to the capital, but when I went back this time I felt as if 1 was going home." Malum's face was softened by reminiscence.

"I'm sure that it was all very touching," Estragoth said dryly, "but how were things at Court? How was the Emperor?"

Malum collected himself. "The Emperor," he said briskly, "was well-as far as I could judge. I saw him at a distance at a morning robing,"

"You did not have a personal audience?" Estragoth was sharp.

"No, sir. I requested one and explained that I had a message, a personal message, from you. I was told to make a report to the Chamberlain. I did so, but I took the liberty of omitting those parts that I deemed for the Emperor's eyes only. That part of the message I put in a letter and paid a gent'eman-of-the-bedchamber to de- liver it into His Majesty's hand."

"I see," the Elector said weariiy- "And do you really think that it got to the Emperor unopened?"

"As a matter of fact I do," Malum replied compla- cently. 'The transaction took place at the robing and I saw the packet delivered."

Estragoth smiled. "I underestimated you, young man.

You are to be complimented. Nevertheless, it disturbs me that Varodias would not grant you an audience."

"I don't think that His Majesty was aware of my re- quest. I believe that it was denied at a lower level. The Court seemed to be on edge. I mean more than usually so. There have been a number of, ah, differences of opinion between landowners. The Electors tend to side with their va.s.sals and that has increased the friction between the Electorates."

Estragoth produced a paper-thin chuckle.

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"Ondor and Beltran are virtually at war," Malum continued. "The Elector of Rodenlac has annexed es- tates belonging to Adelfras of Hodial; even the Church has not been immune from depredation. No one touches the Imperial holdings, but that, it seemed to me, had more to do with the strength of the Imperial Forces and the number of members of the major families who are His Majesty's 'guests' at Angorn than to any great rev- erence for the Crown."

"You paint a disturbing picture," the Elector re- marked, and sipped cautiously at his wine.

"It gets worse," Malum said tersely. "From Angom I headed south for Estragoth. People travel in armed groups these days. Bands of st.u.r.dy beggars are a con- stant threat. In fact, we came under attack nine times between Angorn and Estragoth."

"And does the Emperor do nothing about this law- lessness?" the Elector asked.

"Oh, aye," Malum said with bitter amus.e.m.e.nt. "He hires out soldiers to provide the escort."

The Elector shook his head and clicked his tongue in disapproval. "Surely the roads in Estragoth itself were safe?" he said.

"They were. Mind you, with the tolls your son is charging, they d.a.m.ned well ought to be." Malum knew the remark was impertinent, but it was an accurate re- flexion of the outrage his traveling companions had felt.

The Elector sat up and winced anew. "Tolls?"

"Six vards per person every ten leagues," Malum said dryly, "with men-at-anns doing the collecting."

The Elector leaned back again, his mouth drawn down in displeasure. "Did you tell them that you were bearing messages from me?"

"Indeed I did. I even showed them your seal. They were most polite, but quite insistent."

Estragoth's brow furrowed and a flush appeared on

88 his cheeks. Malum, knowing the signs, hurried on. "The Margrave refunded my money as soon as I reached the castle."

"And how were things at home?" The question came out in a low growl.

"Your son, the Margrave, keeps proper estate. His wife is charming and the children are noisy and healthy.

The Electorate seemed peaceful and it looks as if the harvest will be good this year. I was told that the coal trade was progressing smoothly, though profits are down because of the need to protect shipments." He paused and drank some wine. "Manufacturing is not doing so well because of disruptions in the supplies of raw materials from the other Electorates. This has caused some unrest in the towns, but not as much, I was told, as elsewhere in Umbria." He stopped again to see how the old man was taking his recital. The lined face was impa.s.sive once more.

"I wonder if I might have some more wine?" he asked.

"Talking is thirsty business."

Estragoth gestured to the tray and Malum got to his feet. He took the opportunity to extract an oilskin- covered package from his belt pouch. It was closed with the seal of House Estragoth. "These are letters from your family," he said, laying it on the Elector's lap.

"I'm sure that they will give you a much better picture of things than I can." He stooped and poured himself another gla.s.s of wine.

The Elector turned the package over a couple of times and then set it aside. "You did not mention Coppin,"

he said. "As I recall, my youngest was a friend of yours.

You must have seen him at Angorn."

"No," Malum replied, taking his seat again, "but I saw him at Estragoth. There is a letter from him among the others."

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"Not at Angom?" The question came out on a rising note.