ggk.thelionsofal-rassan-第36章

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erturbed　demeanor；　lightly　plucking　at　her　lute。
　　The　stocky；　white…haired　mander　of　the　Cartadan　army；　a　man　who　had　seen　almost　forty　years　of　warfare　under　the　khalifs　and　after　their　fall；　remained　on　his　knees；　his　own　gaze　fixed　on　the　carpet　before　the　dais。
　　The　carpet　was　magnificent；　as　it　happened；　woven　and　dyed　by　artisans　in　the　Soriyyan　homelands　centuries　ago；　rescued　by　Almalik　from　the　looting　of　the　Al…Fontina　in　Silvenes　fifteen　years　before。　The　echo　of　the　khalifs'　imperial　splendor　here　in　Cartada　was；　of　course；　entirely　deliberate。
　　Despite　his　efforts　to　hide　the　fact；　the　kneeling　general　was　visibly　afraid。　The　plagiarizing　poet　was　not　the　only　man　to　have　been　killed　by　the　king　in　his　audience　chamber；　he　was　only　the　most　recent。　Almalik　had　been　a　military　leader　before　he　was　a　governor　and　then　a　monarch；　it　was　not　a　thing　he　allowed　his　people　to　forget。　The　blade　that　rested　in　its　sheath　by　the　dais　was　no　ornament。
　　Without　lifting　his　head；　the　kneeling　ka'id　murmured；　〃He　is　not　in　Fezana；　Magnificence。　No　man　has　seen　him　since　。。。　the　disciplining　in　that　city。〃
　　〃You　just　told　me　that；〃　Almalik　of　Cartada　said；　his　voice　close　to　a　whisper　now。　This　was　a　bad　sign；　one　of　the　worst。　None　of　the　courtiers　ranged　near　the　dais　or　standing　between　the　pillars　dared　even　glance　at　each　other　now。　〃I　asked　a　different　question；　ibn　Ruhala。　I　asked　the　supreme　ka'id　of　all　my　armies　where　one　exceedingly　well…known　figure　is　at　this　moment。　Not　where　he　is　not。　Am　I　deficient　in　expressing　myself；　of　late？〃
　　〃No；　Magnificence！　Not　at　all。　Never。　The　deficiency　is　mine。　I　have　sent　my　personal　cadre　of　guards　and　the　best　of　the　Muwardis　throughout　the　country；　Magnificence。　We　have　put　the　most　extreme　questioning　to　all　who　might　be　privy　to　ibn　Khairan's　whereabouts。　Some　of　these　people　have　died；　Magnificence；　so　zealous　were　their　interrogations。　But　no　one　knew；　no　one　knows。　Ammar　ibn　Khairan　has　disappeared　。。。　from　the　face　of　the　earth。〃
　　There　was　a　silence。
　　〃What　a　dreadfully　tired　phrase；〃　said　the　Lion　of　Al…Rassan。
　　Morning　sunlight　entered　the　chamber　through　the　high　windows；　spilling　down　past　upper　galleries　through　the　dancing　motes　of　dust。　It　could　be　seen　that　the　woman　on　the　pillows　smiled　at　the　king's　remark；　and　that　Almalik　noted　her　smile　and　was　pleased。　One　or　two　courtiers　drew　slightly　deeper　breaths　at　that。　One　or　two　risked　smiles　of　their　own；　and　approving　nods。
　　〃Forgive　me；　Magnificence；〃　murmured　the　ka'id；　head　still　lowered。　〃I　am　only　an　old　soldier。　A　loyal；　plain　man　of　the　battlefield；　not　an　artist　with　a　tongue　for　honeyed　phrases。　I　can　say　only　what　I　have　found　to　be　true；　in　the　simplest　way　I　know。〃
　　〃Tell　me；〃　the　king　said；　biting　into　a　wedge　of　the　orange；　〃has　Prince　Almalik　been　put　to　the　extreme　questioning　you　mentioned？〃
　　The　ka'id's　white　head　went　straight　down　to　the　floor。　It　could　be　seen　that　his　hands　had　begun　to　tremble。　The　woman　on　the　pillows　looked　up　at　the　dais；　her　expression　grave。　Her　fingers　hesitated　upon　the　strings　of　the　lute　and　then　resumed　their　movement；　though　with　less　attentiveness　than　before。
　　There　was　not　a　man　in　the　room　who　did　not　know　that　if　Prince　Almalik　was　no　longer　the　king's　heir；　the　two　young　children　of　this　woman　would　be　living　in　greatly　enhanced　circumstances。　With　Hazem　ibn　Almalik；　the　king's　second　son；　given　over　to　religious　extremes　and　disgraced　there　would　be；　effectively；　no　one　between　the　older　of　the　two　boys　and　succession　to　the　kingship。
　　〃We　have　asked　。。。　aid　of　the　prince；〃　the　general　stammered　into　the　carpeting。　〃Of　course　he　was　treated　with　the　utmost　deference　and　he　。。。　he　told　us　what　he　could。　He　expressed　a　great　hope　that　the　lord　Ammar　ibn　Khairan　would　soon　be　found　and　returned；　that　he　would　be　among　us　all　once　more。　As　he　had　been　。。。　among　us　in　the　past。〃
　　The　ka'id's　babbling　was　manifestly　unsuitable　for　a　man　of　his　rank。　This　was　no　mere　field　soldier；　this　was　the　mander　of　the　army　of　Cartada。　No　one　in　the　room　imagined；　however；　that　he　would　have　acquitted　himself　with　greater　aplomb　in　the　same　circumstances。　Not　at　this　juncture。　Not　in　response　to　that　particular　question。　Those　who　had　smiled　were　urgently　praying　to　their　birth　stars　that　their　expressions　of　levity　had　passed　unnoticed。
　　Only　the　four　Muwardis；　two　by　the　entrance　doors　and　two　behind　the　dais；　appeared　undisturbed　behind　their　half…veils；　watching　everything　and　everyone　with　inimical　eyes；　despising　them　all；　not　troubling　to　hide　the　fact。
　　The　king　bit　into　another　section　of　his　orange。　〃I　ought　to　have　the　prince　summoned；〃　he　said　thoughtfully。　〃But　I　am　certain　he　knows　nothing。　Ibn　Khairan　wouldn't　bother　telling　such　a　fool　of　his　plans。　Is　his　eye　still　dropping　like　a　leper's；　by　the　way？〃
　　Another　silence。　Evidently　the　ka'id　ibn　Ruhala　was　nursing　a　vain　hope　that　someone　else　might　reply　to　this。　When　the　stillness　continued；　the　general；　only　the　back　of　his　head　visible　to　the　king　on　his　dais；　so　prostrate　was　he；　said；　〃Your　most　noble　son　still　suffers；　alas；　from　that　affliction；　Magnificence。　Our　prayers　are　with　him。〃
　　Almalik　made　a　sour　face。　He　dropped　the　remaining　section　of　orange　beside　his　pillows　and　held　up　his　fingers　delicately。　The　slave；　swift　and　graceful；　appeared　before　the　dais　with　a　muslin　towel　to　wipe　the　juice　from　the　king's　fingers　and　mouth。
　　〃He　looks　ridiculous；〃　Almalik　said　when　the　slave　had　withdrawn。　〃Like　a　leper；〃　he　repeated。　〃He　disgusts　me　with　his　weakness。〃
　　The　woman　was　no　longer　even　pretending　to　play　at　her　lute。　She　watched　the　king　with　careful　attention。
　　〃Get　up；　ibn　Ruhala；〃　Almalik　said　abruptly。　〃You　are　being　an　embarrassment。　Leave　us。〃
　　With　unseemly　alacrity；　the　old　general　scrambled　to　his　feet。　He　was　crimson…faced　from　keeping　his　head　lowered　for　so　long。　He　made　the　quadruple　obeisance　and　began　retreating　hastily　backwards；　still　bowing；　towards　the　doors。
　　〃Hold；〃　said　Almalik　absently。　Ibn　Ruhala　froze；　half…bent；　like　a　grotesque　statue。　〃You　have　made　inquiries　in　Ragosa？〃
　　〃Of　course；　Magnificence。　From　the　moment　we　began　searching　in　summer。　King　Badir　of　Ragosa　was　our　first　thought。〃
　　〃And　south？　In　Arbastro？〃
　　〃Our　very　second　thought；　Magnificence！　You　will　know　how　difficult　it　is　to　obtain　information　from　those　who　live　in　the　lands　menaced　by　that　dung…eating　outlaw　Tarif　ibn　Hassan。　But　we　have　been　diligent　and　unpromising。　It　does　not　appear　that　anyone　has　seen　or　heard　of　ibn　Khairan　in　those　places。〃
　　There　was　silence　again。　The　woman　on　the　pillows　by　the　dais　held　her　lute　but　did　not　play。　The　room　was　very　still。　The　colored　water　in　the　great　alabaster　bowl　in　the　central　aisle　showed　not　a　ripple　of　movement。　Only　the　dust　was　dancing；　where　the　slanting　sunlight　fell。
　　〃Diligent　and　unpromising；〃　the　king　repeated　thoughtfully。　He　shook　his　head；　as　if　in　sorrow。　〃You　have　thirty　days　to　find　him；　ibn　Ruhala；　or　I　will　have　you　castrated　and　disembowelled　and　your　odious　face　stuck　on　a　pike　in　the　middle　of　the　market　square。〃
　　There　was　a　collective　intaking　of　breath；　but　it　was　as　if　this　had　been　expected；　the　necessary　finale　to　the　scene　just　played。
　　〃Thirty　days。　Thirty。　Yes。　Thank　you；　Magnificence。　Thank　you；〃　said　the　ka'id。　He　sounded　absurd；　fatuous；　but　no　one　could　think　of　what　else　he　might　have　said。
　　In　silence；　as　ever；　the　two　Muwardis　opened　the　double　doors　and　the　general　withdrew；　facing　the　dais；　still　bowing。　The　doors　swung　closed。　The　sound　echoed　in　the　stillness。
　　〃The　poem；　Serafi。　We　will　hear　that　verse　again。〃　Almalik　had　taken　another　orange　from　the　attendant　slave　and　was　absently　peeling　it。
　　The　man　addressed　was　a　minor　poet；　no　longer　young；　honored　more　for　his　recitations　and　his　singing　voice　than　for　anything　he　himself　had　ever　written。　He　stepped　hesitantly　forward　from　where　he　had　been　standing；　half…hidden　behind　one　of　the　fifty…six　pillars　in　the　room。　This　was　not　a　moment　when　one　wished；　particularly；　to　be　singled　out　for　attention。　In　addition　to　which；　〃tha