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Danilo stood as if turned to stone. His face looked completely stunned.

Why did Dyan do It? Regis wondered. Dyan could have killed him now with impunity, legally, and thematter could never be raised against him againl

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And suddenly, whether or not he received the answer directly from Dyan, or his own intuition, he knew:they had all had a lesson in what could happen when Comyn misused their powers. There wasdisaffection among the subjects and even among themselves, hi their own ranks, their own sons turnedagainst them. It was not only to their subjects that they must restore public trust in thfc integrity of the Comyn. If their own kinsmen lost faith in them they had lost all. And

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then, as for an instant Dyan looked directly at him, Regis knew the rest, right from Dyan's mind:

/ have no son. I thought it did not matter, then, whether I passed on an unsullied name. My father did not

care what his son thought of him and 1 had no son to care.

Danilo was still standing motionless and Regis could feel his thoughts, too, troubled, uncertain: I havewanted for so long to kill him. It would be worth dying. But I am sworn to Regis Hastur, and swornthrough him to the good of the Comyn. Dani drew a long breath and wet his lips before he could speak. Then he said, "I accept your honorable amends, Lord Dyan. And for myself and my house, I declare nofeud remains and the challenge withdrawn-" Quickly he corrected himself: "The challenge settled."

Dyan's pallor was gradually replaced by a deep, crimson flush. He spoke almost breathlessly. "Whatamends will you ask, sir? Is it necessary to explain here, before all men, the nature of the injustice and theapology? It is your right..."

Regis thought that Dani could make him crawl. He could have his revenge, after all.

Danilo said quietly, "It is not necessary, Lord Ardais. I have accepted your apology; I leave the amendsto your honor."

He turned quietly and returned to his place beside Regis. His hands were shaking. More advantages tothe custom of formality, Regis thought wryly. Everyone knew, or guessed, and most of them probablyguessed wrong. But now it need never be spoken.

Hastur spoke the formal words which confirmed Dyan's legal status as Lord Ardais and warder of the

Ardais Domain. He added: "It is required, Lord Ardais, that you designate an heir. Have you a son?"

Regis could feel, through the very air, his grandfather's regret at the inflexibility of this ritual, which mustonly inflict more pain on Dyan. Dyan's grief and pain, too, was a knife-edge to everyone there with laran. He said harshly, "The only son of my body, my legitimate heir, was killed four years ago in a rockslide at Nevarsin."

"By the laws of the Comyn," Hastur instructed him needlessly, "You must then name your choice of near

kinsmen as heir-designate. If you later father a son, that choice may be amended,"

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Dyan's flippancy about his lack of an heir. He was not flippant now. His face had paled to its formerimpassivity. He said, "My nearest kinsman sits among the Terrans. I must first ask if he is prepared to

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renounce that allegiance. Daniel Lawton, you are the only son of the eldest of my father's nedesto daughters, Rayna di Asturien, who married the Ter-ran David Daniel Lawton. Are you prepared to renounce your Empire citizenship and swear allegiance to Comyn?"

Dan Lawton blinked in amazement. He did not answer immediately, but Regis sensed-and knew, whenhe spoke a minute later-that the hesitation had been only a form of courtesy. "No, Lord Ardais,M he saidin casta, "I have given my loyalty and will not now renounce it. Nor would you wish it so; the man who isfalse to his first allegiance will be false to his second."

Dyan bowed and said, with a note of respect, **I honor your choice, kinsman. I ask the Council to bearwitness that my nearest kinsman has renounced all claim upon me and mine."

There was a brief murmur of assent.

"Then I turn to my privileged choice," Dyan said. His voice was hard and unyielding. "Second among my near kinsmen was another nedestro daughter of my father; her son has been confirmed by the Keeper at Neskaya to be one who holds the Adrais gift. His mother was Melora Castamir and his father Felix-Rafael Syrtis, who is of Alton blood. Danilo-Felix Syrtis," Dyan said, "upon the grounds of Comyn blood and Ardais gift, I call upon you to swear allegiance to Comyn as heir to the Ardais Domain; and I am prepared to defend my choice against any man who cares to challenge me.*' His eyes moved defiantly against them all.

It was like a thunderclap. So these were Dyan's honorable amends! Regis could not tell whether thethought was his own or Danilo's, as Danilo, dazed, moved toward Dyan.

Regis remembered how he'd thought Dani should have a seat on Comyn Council! But like this? Did

Kennard engineer this?

Dyan said formally, *'Do you accept the claim, Danilo?"

Danilo was shaking, though he tried to control his voice. "It is ... my duty to accept it, Lord Ardais."

"Then kneel, Danilo, and answer me. Will you swear allegiance to Comyn and this Council, and pledge

your life to serve it? Will you swear to defend the honor of Comyn in all

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just causes, and to amend all evil ones?" Dyan's speaking voice was rich, strong and musical, but now he hesitated, his voice breaking. "Will you grant to me ... a son's duty ... until such time as a son of my body may replace you?"

Regis thought, suddenly wrung by Dyan's torment, who has taken revenge on whom? He could see that Danilo was crying silently as Dyan's wavering voice went out: "Will you swear to be a ... a loyal son tome, until such time as I yield my Domain through age, unfitness or infirmity, and then serve as my regentunder this Council?"

Dani was silent for a moment and Regis, close in rapport with him, knew he was trying to steady hisvoice. At last, shaking, his voice almost inaudible, he whispered, "I will swear it."

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Dyan bent and raised him to his feet. He said steadily, "Bear witness that this is my nedestro heir; thatnone shall take precedence from him; and that this claim"-his voice broke again-"may never berenounced by me nor hi my name by any of my descendants."

Briefly, and with extreme formality, he embraced him. He said quietly, but Regis heard, "You may returnfor the time to your sworn service, my son. Only in my absence or illness need you take a place amongthe Ardais. You must attend this Council and all its affairs must be known to you, however, since youmay need to assume my place unexpectedly."

As if he were walking in his sleep, Danilo returned to his place beside Regis. Bearing himself with steadypride, he slid into the seat beside him. Then he broke and laid his head on the table before them, his headin his arms, crying. Regis reached his hand to Danilo, clasped his arm above the elbow, but he did notspeak or reach out with his thoughts. Some things were too painful even for a sworn brother's touch. Hedid think* with a curious pain, that Dyan had made them equals, Dani was heir to a Domain; he need beno man's paxman nor vassal, nor seek Regis' protection now. And no one could ever again speak ofdisgrace or dishonor.

He knew he should rejoice for Danilo, he did rejoice for him. But his friend was no longer dependent onhim and he felt unsure and strange.

"Regis-Rafael Hastur, Regent-heir of Hastur," Danvan Hastur said. In the shock of Dyan's act, Regis had wholly forgotten that he, too, was to speak before the Council. Danilo lifted his head, nudged him gently and whispered, in a

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voice that could be heard two feet away, "That's you, blockhead 1"

For a moment Regis thought he would break into hysterical giggles at this reminder. Lord of Light, hecould not! Not at a formal ceremony! He bit his lip hard and would not meet Danilo's eyes, but as herose and went forward he was no longer worried about what their relationship might become after this. He had been a fool to worry at all.

"Regis-Rafael," his grandfather said, "vows were made in your name when you were six months old, as heir-designate of Hastur. Now that you have reached the age of manhood, it is for you to affirm them or reject them, hi full knowledge of what they entail. You have been affirmed by the Keeper of Neskaya Tower as possessing full laran, and you are therefore capable of receiving the Hastur gift at the proper time, Have you an heir?" He hesitated, then said kindly, "The law provides that until your twenty-fourth year you need not repeat formal vows of allegiance nor name an heir-designate. And you cannot be legally compelled to marry until that time.'*

He said quietly, "I have a designated heir." He beckoned to Gabriel Lanart-Hastur, who stepped into thehallway, taking from a nurse's arms the small plump body of Mikhail. Gabriel carried him to Regis, and Regis set the child down in the center of the rainbow lights. He said, "Bear witness that this is mynedestro heir, a child of Hastur blood, known to me. He is the son of my sister Javanne Hastur, who isthe daughter of my mother and of my father, and of her lawful consort di catenas, Gabriel Lanart-Hastur. I have given him the name of Danilo Lanart Hastur. Because of his tender years, it is not yet lawful to askhim for any formal oath. I will ask bun only, as it is my duty to do: Danilo Lanart Hastur, will you be agood son to me?"

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The child had been carefully coached for the ceremony but for a moment he did not answer and Regiswondered if he had forgotten. Then he smiled and said, "Yes, I promise."

Regis lifted him and kissed his chubby cheek; the little boy flung his arms around Regis' neck and kissedhim heartily. Regis could not help smiling as he handed him back to his father, saying quietly, "Gabriel, willyou pledge to foster and rear him as my son and not your own?"

Gabriel's face was solemn. He said, "I swear it on my life and my honor, kinsman."

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"Then take him, and rear him as befits the heir to Hastur, and the Gods deal with you as you with my

son."

He watched Gabriel carry the child away, thinking soberly that his own life would have been happier ifhis grandfather had given him entirely up to Kennard to foster, or to some other kinsman with sons anddaughters, Regis vowed not to make that mistake with Mikhail.

And yet he knew his grandfather's distant affection, and the harsh discipline at Nevarsin, too, hadcontributed to what he had become. Kennard was fond of saying, "The world will go as it will, not as youor I would have it." And for aH Regis' struggles to escape from the road laid out before birth for the Hastur heir, it had brought him here, at the appointed time. He turned to the Regent, thinking with painthat he did not have to do this. He was still free. He had promised three years. But after this he wouldnever again be wholly free.

He met Danilo's eyes, felt that somehow their steady, affectionate gaze gave him strength.

He said, "I am ready to repeat my oath, Lord Hastur." Hastur's old face was drawn, tense with emotion. Regis felt his thoughts, unbarriered, but Hastur said, with the control of fifty years in public life, "You havearrived at years of manhood; if it is your free choice, none can deny you that right." "It is my free choice," Regis said. Not his wish. But his will, his choice. His fate. The old Regent left his place, then, came to thecenter of the prismed lights. "Kneel, then Regis-Rafael." Regis knelt. He knew he was shaking. "Regis-Rafael Hastur, will you swear allegiance to Comyn and this Council, pledge your life to serve it? Will you .. .** He went on. Regis heard the words through a wavering mist of pain: never to be free. Never to look at the great ships bound outward to the stars and know that one day he would follow themto those distant worlds. Never to dream again. . . .

",.. pledge yourself to be a loyal son to me until I yield my place through age, unfitness or infirmity, and

then to serve as Regent-heir subject to the will of this Council?"

Regis thought, for a moment, that he would break into

weeping as Danilo had done. He waited, summoning all his

control, until he could lift his head and say, in a clear,

ringing voice, "I swear it on my life and honor."

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The old man bent, raised Regis, clasped him in his arms

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and kissed him on either cheek. His hands were trembling with emotion, his eyes filled with tears that ran, unheeded, down his face. And Regis knew that for the first time in his life, his grandfather saw him, him alone. No ghost, no shadow of his dead son, stood between them. Not Rafael. Regis, himself.

He felt suddenly, immensely lonely. He wished this council were over. He walked back to his seat. Danilo respected his silence and did not speak or look at him. But he knew Danilo was there and itwarmed, a little, the cold shaking loneliness inside him.

Hastur had mastered his emotion. He said, "Kennard, Lord Alton."

Kennard still limped heavily, and he looked weary and worn, but Regis was glad to see him on his feetagain. He said, "My lords, I bring you news from Arilinn. It has been determined there that the Sharramatrix can neither be monitored nor destroyed at present. Until such time as a means of completelyinactivating it can be devised, it has been decided to send it offworld, where it cannot fall into the wronghands and cannot raise again its own specific dangers."