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Tor Books by Catherine Asaro
THESAGA OF THESKOLIANEMPIRE
Primary Inversion
Catch the Lightning
The Last Hawk
The Radiant Seas
Ascendant Sun
The Quantum Rose
Spherical Harmonic
The Moon’s Shadow
Skyfall(forthcoming)
fm
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.
THE MOON’S SHADOW
Copyright © 2003 by Catherine Asaro
All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.
Edited by James Minz
A Tor Book
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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: 0-312-70965-X
First Edition: March 2003
To my aunt and uncle,
Marie and Jack Scudder,
with love
Contents
Part One: Penumbra
1. Throne
2. Advent
3. The Gilded Cage
4. Carnelian Throne
5. Sunrise
6. Heredity
7. Fugitive
8. Lock’s End
9. The Promise
10. Silver
11. Loss
12. Betrayal
13. Tribunal
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14. Verdict
Part Two: Umbra
15. Betrothal
16. Lost Dreams
17. Beginnings
18. Ascending Sun
19. Ceremony
20. Merger
21. The Stone Table
22. Power Base
23. Discrepancies
24. Secrets
25. Nanomeds
Part Three: Penumbra
26. Hall of Ancestors
27. Accusations
28. Psions
29. Ardoise
30. Valley
31. The Blue Room
32. Siren Call
33. The Price of Loyalty
34. The Balcony
35. Summit
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36. The Starlight Chamber
37. River of Ciphers
38. The Garden
Author’s Note: The Moons of Glory
Family Tree: Ruby Dynasty
Family Tree: Qox 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 onThe Moon’s Shadow. Their
comments greatly helped the book. Any errors that remain are mine alone.
To Aly Parsons, Jeri Smith-Ready, Michael La Violette, and Trisha Schwaab for their thorough readings;
and to Aly’s Writing Group, for critiquing specific scenes: Aly Parsons, Simcha Kuritzky, Connie
Warner, Al Carroll, Michael La Violette, George Williams, and J. G. Huckenpöler.
A special thanks to my editor, Jim Minz, for his insights and suggestions; to my publisher, Tom Doherty,
and to all the fine people at Tor and St. Martin’s Press who made this book possible; to my excellent
agent, Eleanor Wood, of Spectrum Literary Agency; to Binnie Braustein for her enthusiasm and hard
work on my behalf; and to Nancy Amis and her son Peter for their wonderful hospitality.
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
Penumbra
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Throne
In his seventeenth year of life, Jai gained an empire and lost everything he valued.
Stately buildings faced a plaza tiled in white and gray stone. Clouds hung low in the sky, their drizzle
saturating the air. Evening had come, a time when the heat of the sixty-two-hour day on the world Delos
cooled enough to make the temperature tolerable for its human colonists.
Two young men walked across the plaza, coming from the embassy of the Allied Worlds of Earth. One
wore simple clothes, a sweater and trousers. The other had on elegant garb with a severe cut, the cloth as
black as shadows. Even in the misty air, his black hair glittered.
On the other side of the plaza, the embassy of the Eubian Concord stood in grandeur, large and solid, with
many columns. Six men descended its stairs. Four were strongly built and moved like machines, their
uniforms black and their eyes the color of rust. They were guarding the other two men. The larger of the
two, taller even than the looming guards, had a shock of glittering white hair and a commanding presence.
His patrician features and red eyes identified him as a Highton Aristo, a member of the most powerful, the
wealthiest, and possibly the most hated ruling caste ever known to humanity.
The other man had his wrists locked behind his back in slave restraints. The prisoner moved stiffly, his
chin thrust out but his eyes glazed. A gust stirred his wine-red hair around his handsome face. A diamond
collar circled his neck and diamond guards glinted on his wrists and ankles. His white shirt, costly and
impractical, was tucked into his dark pants. He walked barefoot.
The groups approached each other.
The two youths from the Allied Embassy stopped in the center of the plaza. The one in black clothes was
tall, with broad shoulders and an athletic build. His features very much resembled those of the Highton
man with the glittering white hair and were subtly echoed in the faces of the four guards.
The prisoner bore no resemblance to him…
At least not at first glance.
Jai Rockworth waited with his friend, Mik Fresnel, as the group of Eubians crossed the plaza to them. A
deep-seated fear within Jai urged him to run, but he forced himself to remain still. He now wished he had
brought more people. Had he been naive, assuming the Eubians would treat this exchange with honor?
Given the number of armed guards in their group, he would have little recourse if they decided to take
him without relinquishing their prisoner. But it was too late for second thoughts. If he didn’t go through
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with this now, he might never find the courage to try again.
He recognized the white-haired man in the center of the Eubian group: Corbal Xir. Jai had seen him on
countless news broadcasts. As a cousin of the late emperor, Xir stood close to the Carnelian Throne of
Eube. The emperor, Jaibriol the Second, had died without a known heir, and many expected Xir to claim
the title. The ruby color of Corbal Xir’s eyes disturbed Jai—for it exactly matched his own. During the
last two years, Jai had hidden his with brown lenses. Xir showed no such compunction about revealing his
Aristo genetics.
Jai felt as if a band were constricting around his chest. He had no idea how to deal with a man like Xir.
The Eubian group halted a few paces in front of him. The man in slave restraints stood with a numb
expression, watching Jai with no hint of recognition. But Jai knew his face. Eldrin Valdoria. Prince
Eldrin.
His uncle.
If I could free you from your pain by taking it into myself,Jai thought,I would. Nothing he could do would
change what his uncle had already suffered, but he could see to it that Eldrin endured no more. He tried
not to think that it would take so little, so terrifyingly little, for him to end up exactly like his uncle.
Xir spoke to Jai in the language of the Highton Aristos, his voice a rumble of authority. “I propose a
simultaneous exchange. You and Prince Eldrin walk forward at the same time.”
“Very well,” Jai answered in flawless Highton. But when he turned to Mik, he switched to English.
“Thank you for coming.” He wanted to say so much more, but he couldn’t take the risk.
Mik glanced uneasily at the Eubians. When he gave Jai a questioning look, Jai shook his head, fearing
Mik would ask for an explanation Jai could never provide. But Mik just offered his hand. Jai shook it with
a gratitude he didn’t dare show, and also with sorrow, knowing he was saying good-bye to his friend
forever.
“I’m not sure what you’re doing,” Mik said quietly. “But I will remember what you said.”
Jai wished he could say more:Never forget. No matter what you hear of me from this day on, remember
the Jai you knew. But Mik couldn’t hear his thoughts, and Jai could say nothing in front of the Eubians.
He nodded to Mik, his throat tight. Then he composed his face into a mask of Highton arrogance and
faced Corbal Xir. Jai had barricaded his telepath’s mind, turning it into a mental fortress, and so he
received nothing from the Eubians, no sense of their emotions or thoughts.
Prince Eldrin was staring at him—and suddenly Jaifelt his uncle’s mind. Recognition went through him
like a jolt of electricity: Eldrin was also a telepath. Even having known it ahead of time, Jai was still
startled by the strength of his uncle’s mind. Either Jai was more attuned to him than to the Aristos, who
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had no ability as psions, or else his uncle’s mental barriers had slipped. Whatever the reason, the impact
of Eldrin’s emotions staggered Jai. He knew the other man’s confusion and anguish as if it were his own.
Another realization hit him: until this moment, Eldrin had known nothing about the exchange. The shock
of realizing his captors intended to trade him had caused Eldrin’s barriers to slip.
When Jai spoke to Eldrin, he made himself show a calm he didn’t come close to feeling. “Shall we
begin?”
“Yes.” The prince’s voice rasped with laryngitis so severe he had trouble speaking.
The raw sound of his uncle’s voice shook Jai. He feared to learn what had injured Eldrin’s vocal cords.
Screams left scars that could haunt a man.
He and Eldrin walked forward. When they reached each other, Jai wanted to stop, to ask Eldrin the
questions surging within him, to offer reassurance, to beg forgiveness for the life Jai was embarking on.
But he could do nothing, show no hint of his roiling emotions. They passed in silence, Eldrin going to the
Allieds and Jai to the Eubians.
Jai stopped when he reached Corbal Xir. The older man nodded in acknowledgment, though of what, Jai
didn’t know. A chill went through him at the soulless intensity of Xir’s gaze. Jai returned his nod, then
turned to see Eldrin reach Mik. As the prince halted, he looked back. For an instant he and Jai stared at
each other. In that moment, even the mist seemed to wait. Would Eldrin askwhy ? Would he curse his
captors?
The moment passed, and Jai no longer felt his uncle’s emotions. Eldrin’s mental barriers had come up
again. Jai didn’t think his uncle even realized they had slipped.
The Eubians closed around Jai in a tight formation and swept him away, headed for their embassy. Jai set
his shoulders and faced his future, though dread haunted him.
So it was that Jai Rockworth—also known as Jaibriol the Third—claimed his place as emperor of Eube,
the largest empire in the history of humanity.
2
Advent
Aportico with a high arch formed the entrance of the Eubian Embassy. As Jai entered the building, a
muscle in his cheek twitched. The four guards loomed around him, bulky and silent, arms swinging
precisely at their sides, their faces hard. He found it difficult to absorb the enormity of it, that he walked
with Lord Corbal Xir, one of the most feared men in settled space. When the great doors of the embassy
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thundered shut behind them, Jai felt as if he were trapped in a mausoleum. Jai Rockworth had died; from
this day on he was Jaibriol III.
He protected his mind, strenghtening his mental shields until no trace of his telepathic ability could leak
to the Traders with him. No, theEubians. He had to remember; Eubians never referred to themselves as
Traders. That name came from the people of the Skolian Imperialate, who abhorred the Eubians for
basing their economy on a slave trade. For the rest of his life, Jai would have to maintain his defenses; he
could never weaken, neither in his behavior nor his mental protections, lest it reveal that he who dared
claim the Carnelian Throne was a slave. A provider.
Nausea surged in Jai and he nearly lost his composure. More than any other reason, Aristos were hated
because they used providers to transcend. Providers were empaths and telepaths; Aristos were anti-
empaths. An Aristo could pick up the physical or emotional anguish of a psion, but instead of registering
it as pain, the Aristo felt pleasure. The stronger a psion, the more transcendence he or she “provided” the
Aristo. Craving the experience with a need that verged on obsession, Aristos made psions into the slaves
they called “providers.” Their pitiless culture allowed no exceptions; all empaths and telepaths were
providers.
Jai knew he would have to protect his mind every day for the rest of his life. The immensity of it was
more than he could absorb. If he slipped even once, revealing he was a psion, his life would become hell.
And yet—his claim to the throne was genuine.
To gain his title he had sent Corbal Xir a lock of his hair. Its DNA would show him as the true son of
Jaibriol II, the previous emperor of Eube, who had died less than two months ago. The Eubians would
undoubtedly check and double-check his DNA, but Jai knew they would find the proof they needed. His
great-great-grandfather, Eube Qox, had founded the Eubian Concord and been its first emperor. Eube had
been an Aristo of course, a Highton in fact, part of the highest Aristo caste. Only a Highton could be
emperor. Jai’s great-grandfather, Jaibriol I, had also been a Highton Aristo, as had been Jai’s grandfather,
Ur Qox.
Or so everyone believed.
Only Jai knew the truth: his great-grandfather had bred psi traits into the imperial line. A powerful enough
psion could use ancient technology that survived from the long-dead Ruby Empire, technology the
modern age couldn’t reproduce—or defend against. But no Aristo could be a psion; the traits, considered
a debilitating weakness, weren’t part of the Aristo gene pool. The genes that created a psion were
recessive, which meantboth parents had to contribute them to their child for the abilities to manifest.
Jaibriol I had sired a son with one of his providers and forced his empress to acknowledge the child as her
own, making the boy heir to the throne. It was an unspeakable abomination by Highton standards, but the
emperor had been fanatically hungry for the power of the ancient Ruby machines.
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The boy, Ur Qox, had been Jai’s grandfather. Ur had the psi genes only from his mother, so he wasn’t a
psion. But he too fathered a child on one of his providers—and that son, Jaibriol II, had been a Ruby
telepath, the most powerful of all psions. He possessed the mental power to use the ancient machines,
which would have made it possible for him to conquer human-settled space. Through him, the Aristos
could have subjugated all humanity.
Jaibriol II had other ideas. He had fled his heritage, appalled by its brutality, and secretly married another
Ruby psion, a warrior queen of the Skolian Imperialate, Eube’s greatest enemy. Her name had been Soz
Valdoria.
Jai’s mother.
So Jai had been born a Ruby telepath, the first child of Jaibriol II and Soz Valdoria. No one knew his
mother and father had hidden in exile for fifteen years. But ESComm, the Eubian military, had finally
found Jai’s father and torn him away from his idyllic life, never realizing he had a family. In secret, Jai’s
mother had left her children on Earth, to protect them. Then she had launched the Radiance War—a
shattering conflict that brought two star-spanning empires to their knees—all to rescue her husband from
his own people.
Jai’s parents had died in that war.
One consolation remained to Jai, the knowledge that his mother and father had been reunited in an escape
shuttle before a missile exploded it. They had died together. He struggled against the hotness in his eyes.
The grief was too great; he had never been able to weep for their loss. He feared if he started, he would
never stop.
His parents had dreamed of a time when Eube and Skolia would know peace. Somehow, some way, he
would turn that dream into reality. He would find a way to ensure that the two people who had gifted him
with their unconditional love hadn’t died in vain.
Drizzle misted over Eldrin, dampening his clothes and hair. His body ached from his last “chat” with his
interrogators. He stared dully after the Traders as they walked toward their embassy, two Highton Aristos
surrounded by four guards. He wondered what game of cruelty they were playing with him this time.
The unfamiliar youth who had stayed here in the plaza spoke to Eldrin in stilted Highton, his accent
almost too thick to understand. “Cold you are? We go back.”
Eldrin narrowed his gaze. The youth looked about eighteen, average in height, a bit shorter than Eldrin,
with brown hair and eyes, and a friendly face. If Eldrin hadn’t known better, he would have mistaken his
new tormentor for a schoolboy from Earth.
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The youth glanced at Eldrin’s bound arms, then raised his gaze quickly, as if he didn’t want to look. “Like
you to make your arms free?” he asked.
Eldrin stepped back, his head jerking. What new tricks had they devised? His jaw clenched so hard, he
felt tendons stand out in his neck.
“Okay, we don’t have to do that,” the boy said in English, more to himself than Eldrin. In his terrible
Highton, he added, “Go we to Allied Embassy.” He indicated a building. “Embassy. Allied Worlds. Earth.
You come with me, yes?”
They picked a good actor.Eldrin readied himself to fight or run. Realistically, he knew he would lose
either way; he could do little with his hands locked behind his back. But he had to try. He couldn’t let
them break him.
“Come, yes?” the boy repeated. “We remove restraints.”
Eldrin had intended to stay silent, but he couldn’t keep his hatred inside. “Go rot in a Tazorli
whorehouse.” He spoke in Skolian Flag, a language of his own people. He would never willingly use
Highton, not if they tortured him for a hundred years.
The youth’s eyes widened. He switched into Flag. “I’m not a Eubian, I swear it.” He spoke the Skolian
much better than Highton. “You are free now, in the territory of the Allied Worlds of Earth. We offer you
protection.”
Eldrin said nothing.
The boy tried again. “My name is Mik Fresnel. I’m a volunteer with the Dawn Corps. We’re a group from
Earth helping with rescue and relocation operations now that the war is over.”
“Mik” looked so earnest, he could have fueled a spaceship on his sincerity. Eldrin saw their game now:
convince him that he was free, that the fighting had ended, let him taste it, believe it, revel in it—and then
send him back to interrogation.
After another silence, Mik said, “It’s warmer in the embassy.” His lopsided smile would have been
charming had it been genuine. “The dining room has some pretty good soup.”
Eldrin tried not to imagine the soup. Cold was seeping into his body, weakening the emotional numbness
he held around himself like a shield. His arms and wrists throbbed. He had been shackled during the trip
he and Corbal had taken through space, or wherever, to reach this place. At least Corbal hadn’t ordered
any other restraints beyond what basic security required. Strange that only Eldrin’s interrogators inflicted
pain, never Corbal.
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