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Skyfall

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Tor Books by Catherine Asaro

The Saga of the Skolian Empire

Primary Inversion

Catch the Lightning

The Last Hawk

The Radiant Seas

Ascendant Sun

The Quantum Rose

Spherical Harmonic

The Moon’s Shadow

Skyfall

Triad(forthcoming)

www.ebookyes.com

This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are either fictitious or are

used fictitiously.

SKYFALL

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Skyfall

Edited by James Minz

A Tor Book

Published by Tom Doherty Associates, LLC

175 Fifth Avenue

New York, NY 10010

www.tor.com

Tor® is a registered trademark of Tom Doherty Associates, LLC.

ISBN 0-312-71121-2

First Edition: October 2003

To Aly’s Writing Group:

Aly Parsons, with Al Carroll, J.G. Huckenpöler, Paula Jordon, Simcha Kuritzky, Mike La Violette,

Connie Warner, and George Williams

For all your insights, your support, and especially for your friendship.

Contents

Acknowledgments

Part One

Lyshriol

1 Roca

2 The Dalvador Bard

3 The Broken Path

4 Windward

5 Son of Stars

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Hidden in Blue
Mind Demons
Legacy
The Amphitheater
The Price of Miracles
Warlords of the Snow
Part Two
Siege
Miracle of Snow
Cyber Slums
Song of the Heart
The Long Table
A King’s Supper
Bridge of Sorrows
God of War
Part Three
Father of Webs
Homecoming
Aftermath
Children of Flame
Assembly
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23 Lights on the Lake

24 The Buried Grotto

25 Sacrifice

26 Ruby Heart

27 Lyshriol

Family Tree: Ruby Dynasty

Characters and Family History

Time Line

About the Author

Acknowledgments

I would like to express my gratitude to the readers who gave me input onSkyfall. Their comments greatly

helped the book. Any errors that remain are mine alone.

To Aly Parsons, Jeri Smith-Ready, and Trisha Schwaab for their thorough readings; and to Aly’s Writing

Group for critiquing scenes: Aly Parsons, Simcha Kuritzky, Connie Warner, Al Carroll, Michael La

Violette, and J.G. Huckenpöler. A special thanks to my editor, Jim Minz, for his insight and suggestions;

to my publisher, Tom Doherty; production manager, Fiorella de Lima; art director, Irene Gallo; publicist,

Jodi Roscheff; copy editor, Nancy Wiesenfeld; Natasha Panza; and to all the other fine people at Tor and

St. Martin’s Press who did such a fine job making this book possible; to my excellent agent, Eleanor

Wood, of Spectrum Literary Agency; and to Binnie Braustein, for her enthusiasm and hard work on my

behalf.

A most heartfelt thanks to the shining lights of my life, my husband, John Kendall Cannizzo, and my

daughter, Cathy, whose constant love and support make it all worthwhile.

Part One:

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Lyshriol

Roca

Her son was going to start a war.

Roca paced in the starport lobby, trying to ignore the hail that battered the glass wall to her left. Outside, a

storm raged in the night. She felt like raging herself. She had eluded her bodyguards and escaped their

trap, only to be caught on this backwater world by something as absurd as the weather. Most ports could

easily operate under such conditions, but this one gave new meaning to the word “dilapidated.” All ships

were grounded until the storm cleared. If she could have used normal travel lines, she wouldn’t have had

to come through here, but the same modernization that made most ports so convenient also made it that

much easier for Kurj’s guards to catch her.

Kurj.

Her son.

Roca stopped at the window and pressed her palms against the glass as she stared into the storm. Its

driving force reminded her of Kurj. Strangers often assumed he was her uncle or a much older brother, but

in fact he was her firstborn son, her sole child. Although he was only thirty-five, he had already become a

modern-day warlord, commander of the J-Force in the military. He had earned his rank by being the

smartest, hardest, most versatile pilot in the J-Force. Roca had no doubt he did his job well, but neither the

ambition nor the aggression that drove him were moderated by the wisdom of age.

Restless, she paced to a waist-high column with a holo above it that listed departures. No ships were

leaving, not even freighters. The reports scrolling below the display predicted the storm would last for

days. She couldn’t believe that, in this progressive age, such an ancient problem could stop a port from

sending out vessels.

Thunder cracked and a burst of rain pounded the window-wall behind her, as if to mock her thoughts.

Frustrated, she crossed her arms. She had to get off this world. Soon. If her layover lasted much longer,

she would miss the upcoming session of the Assembly. Her presence there shouldn’t have mattered; Kurj

had her proxy to cast her votes.

But it did matter.

In this session, the Assembly would vote on whether or not to invade the Platinum Sectors. Roca’s people

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claimed that region in space, which abounded with ore-rich asteroids, but the Eubian Traders had taken

control of it and refused to negotiate.

Roca wished now she had stayed on Parthonia, the world where the Assembly met. But it hadn’t been

unusual when she received an invitation to the inauguration of a premier on the world Irendela. As

Foreign Affairs Councilor, she often represented the Assembly at such events. This wasn’t the first time

she had asked Kurj to cast her votes; he attended almost every session, more than her parents even, and

though she and Kurj didn’t agree on some issues, she had always trusted him. He was, after all, her son.

She wasn’t certain what had made her suspect Kurj arranged the invitation so she would miss the

upcoming Assembly session. She had no reason to believe he could have foreseen that the Irendela

premier would request Roca stay longer to help mediate a political dispute. Whatever spurred her

intuition, she had delved deeper into the tangle of links between Irendela and Parthonia. Her son had left

no hard evidence, but she recognized his methods; he had deliberately manipulated events on Irendela to

delay her return. He wanted her to miss the Assembly session because he intended to cast her votesfor

instead of against the invasion. To cast them herself, she had to appear in person; Kurj could block any

web signal she used. And with the ballot so close, her votes could be the deciding factor.

Now, after all her work to escape Irendela, she was stuck. How could it be that she lived in one of the

greatest interstellar civilizations ever known and she couldn’t find a single ship out of here? If she didn’t

reach the Assembly in time, her son would start a war their people could never win.

Lost in thought, Roca just barely noticed the man headed toward her, his gaze downcast, his manner

preoccupied. In the same instant she dodged out of his path, he looked up, saw her, and jumped to the

side. They ran smack into each other.

Roca stumbled back, her face heating. “My apologies.”

The man stared at her, a flush spreading across his face. “I’m terribly sorry.”

She managed to smile. “Please don’t be.”

He cleared his throat. “I’m always clumsy around gorgeous women.” Then he winced at his own words.

Roca shifted her weight. “Thank you.” She knew she sounded chilly, but she had never been good at

moderating her tone when she felt ill-at-ease. Alone here, with no bodyguards, she had lost the sense of

emotional insulation she usually experienced.

However, she was also an empath. The fellow’s mood was so strong, it came through the mental barriers

she raised to protect her thoughts and respect the privacy of others. He felt mortified by his statement,

convinced he sounded like an idiot.

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“It’s all right,” she added, trying for more warmth.

He hesitated. “You look familiar. Do you act in holovids?”

Roca answered quickly. “I used to be a dancer.” She hoped he hadn’t realized her actual identity.

Although it wasn’t a secret, she preferred it kept quiet. Now, on her own, she particularly didn’t want to

be recognized. But perhaps her assumed identity as a performer would sidetrack him.

“The Parthonia Royal Ballet!” He snapped his fingers. “Of course. I saw you inHarvest of Light. You’re

Celina Lesson.”

It took her a moment to recognize his pronunciation of her pseudonym, Cya Liessa. Then relief flowed

over her. “Yes, I didHarvest of Light a few years ago.”

“Excellent.” He peered at her. “Do you know, I’ve never seen anything like that metallic gold color of

your hair and eyes. In the performance, I thought it was makeup. But it’s real.”

Roca flushed. “Yes. It is real.”

“Amazing!” He beamed at her. “I’m glad to have met you.”

“You are kind, sir.” She tried not to sound stiff.

After they parted, Roca breathed more easily. It felt odd to speak with a stranger; her bodyguards usually

formed a bulwark separating her from the rest of humanity. Nor did she perform much now. She had to

conserve her energy. She still had her youth; top-of-the-line nanomeds in her body delayed her aging,

making her look twenty, though she was in her fifties. But the constraints on her life imposed by her

duties as an Assembly Councilor left little time or energy for other pursuits.

She wasn’t going to be performing any duties, political or otherwise, if she didn’t reach Parthonia in time.

More determined than ever, she went to a row of consoles against one wall. She took her ID chip out of a

pocket in her jumpsuit and slid the small disk into a console. The holo of a pleasant-looking woman

appeared above a horizontal screen, though the grainy quality of the image washed out details.

“Good evening,” the fuzzy holo said. “What can I do for you?”

Roca squinted at it. “I need a flight out of this starport. As soon as possible. Now, in fact.”

“I am sorry, Gentlewoman Liessa.” The holo simulated regret. “No ships can leave the port.”

“Surely you can manage something.”

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“I am sorry. No ships can leave the port.”

“I would like to speak to a person.”

“I will forward your request.”

Roca knew what that meant; they would file and forget it. Right now, the port authorities probably had

hundreds of such requests, as stranded travelers scrambled to make arrangements.

“Run code I4DE,” she told the holo. It would find 14DE on her ID chip. Nice code, that. It could crack

open the port security and erase the record of her inquiries.

As the holo vanished, a neutral voice said, “Cleanup done.”

Roca retrieved her chip, then glanced around to make sure no one could overhear. Seeing she was alone,

she turned back to the console and inserted a new ID chip. The holo reappeared—and bowed. “My honor

at your presence, Your Highness.”

“My greetings,” Roca said. “I would like to meet with the person who schedules outgoing ships.”

“One moment, please.” After a great deal more than one moment, the holo said, “Director Vammond can

see you. His assistant will meet you in the lobby. Look for a tallbot.”

“Thank you.”

“You are welcome, Your Highness. Can we do anything else for you?”

“No, that’s all.” Relieved, Roca erased her interaction with the system and pocketed her chip.

A humanoid robot was approaching from across the lobby, its body scuffed and dented. When it reached

her, it bowed. “Please come with me.” Its voice had no inflection.

They headed into a nearby corridor, the tallbot walking slowly at her side, its joints creaking. Roca

sincerely hoped the ships in Director Vammond’s port were in better condition than his assistants.

Vammond greeted Roca in an office barely big enough for the two of them. Consoles and shelves

crammed it. He was standing behind a table covered with light-pens, palmtops, thread-cable, and machine

parts. Gray streaked his brown hair, and he carried far more weight around his middle than would

someone who could afford the treatments that kept people thin regardless of what they ate.

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He bowed to Roca as the tallbot held the door open for her. “You honor my humble port with your

presence, Lady.”

“Thank you, Director Vammond.” Roca heard the coolness in her voice. It wasn’t what she intended, but

she felt too tense to add more warmth.

He waved ruefully at the clutter. “I would offer you a chair, but I’m afraid I have no place to put one.”

“Please don’t worry.” She waited until the tallbot closed the door, leaving her and Vammond in private.

“Director, I would rather my identity remain confidential.”

“Certainly.” He hesitated. “I wouldn’t have expected you to be traveling alone.”

Roca felt the tickling in her throat that came when she was afraid. Sheshouldn’t be traveling alone. She

tried to project a lack of concern. “It isn’t unusual, given how closely my staff monitors my itinerary.” In

fact, no one had any idea where she had gone. It was the only way to prevent Kurj from tracking her. His

intelligence network spread across the Skolian Imperialate. She dreaded what he would do when he found

out she had escaped his guards, but she was damned if he was going to manipulate her into letting him

start a war.

Vammond didn’t press the matter. He beckoned her to his console, moving aside so she could read the

screen. “I think we can do something for you.”

Roca ran to the freighter through torrential rain. The ship was in a remote location with no covered

walkways or robot sleeves to take her to its hatch. Rusted equipment had blocked the magcar that brought

her here. She didn’t care. It mattered only that she had a way off this planet.

The freighter had no stairs for boarding. She hurried up a pitted ramp, but it ended a meter below the

hatchway. Someone reached out of the hatch. Unable to see clearly in the rain, Roca grabbed the offered

hand, and its owner hauled her into the ship. She stumbled forward, rain cascading off her jumpsuit. She

didn’t even have a jacket. Her hair had tumbled out of its roll and fell in heavy, soaking lengths to below

her hips, plastered against her body.

“You’re getting my deck wet,” an irritated voice said.

Wiping rain out of her eyes, Roca peered at the person who had pulled her up, the captain apparently,

since this freighter had no other crew or passengers. From the voice, she had expected a man, but it was a

woman—a brawny, weathered, annoyed woman. Half a head larger than Roca, she stood over six feet tall.

She wore her blond hair in a spiky cut, and her faded coveralls looked even older than her beat-up ship.

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Roca pushed back her streaming hair. “My greetings. And my apologies for the mess.”

The captain didn’t crack a smile. “Right.” She grabbed Roca’s arm and hauled her into the bridge, though

that seemed a generous description. The pilot’s and copilot’s chairs were crammed in the front, facing

screens that had seen better days. Equipment covered the walls, obviously scavenged from other ships and

cobbled together.

The captain shoved her toward the copilot’s seat. “Strap in. We’re leaving.”

“Welcome to you, too,” Roca muttered.

“Listen, honey.” The captain looked her over as if Roca were an overpriced piece of equipment. “I don’t

know who you are, and I don’t care who you fucked to get this favor. I’m taking you for one reason and

one reason only; it gets me out of this hellhole. Don’t expect special treatment here.”

Roca stared at her, water dripping off her body. “I didn’t have sex with anyone.” She took a breath,

reminding herself she needed this person’s goodwill to reach the next port. “And I appreciate your

willingness to take me.”

The captain jerked her hand at the copilot’s chair. “We won’t be going anywhere if you don’t strap in.”

Roca bit back her tart response and squeezed into the seat. It took her several embarrassing moments to

figure out what to do; this seat had none of the aides or automatic functions she took for granted on her

yacht. She had to pull the safety webbing around her body and fasten it herself.

The captain wedged into her own chair and began her preflight checks. She seemed intent on her controls,

but she spoke as if she had seen Roca’s every move. “Haven’t you ever strapped in before?”

Roca flushed. “Of course.”

The other woman snorted. “You ready to go?”

“Yes.” In truth, Roca didn’t want to go anywhere in this ship. It was a wonder it continued to operate. But

the captain had been willing to take off even knowing the weather blinded the port’s outdated and poorly

maintained safety systems. The freighter could take her to Skyfall, a backwater world in the hinterlands of

settled space. Two days later, a supply shuttle was scheduled to put in to Skyfall. That ship would take her

to Metropoli, one of the most heavily populated worlds of the Imperialate. From there, she could catch a

flight to Parthonia, where the Assembly met.

Skyfall. Roca had never heard of it. Neither, it seemed, had anyone else. She and Vammond had been

unable to dig up much about the planet except a schedule for the supply shuttle.

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