De Camp, L Sprague - The Unbeheaded King

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THE PALACE
LARGE COPPER BATHTUB, ITS POLISHED SURFACE REDLY
reflecting the light of the settmg sun, soared above the
snow-clad peaks of the Lograms. It wove around the lof-
tiest summits and scraped over the lower ones, betimes
with but a few cubits to spare.
"Gorax!" yelled one of the two men in the tub "I have
commanded thee not to miss those peaks so straitlyi
Wbuldst stop my old heart from sheer fright2 Next time,
go around!"
"What's his answer7" asked the other man.
The first cocked his head as if listening. At last he
spoke. "He says he is fain to get this )oumey over with
He also begs that I suffer him to alight on one of these
mountams to rest, but I know better. Did I permit him,
his last labor for me were completed. Away the fiend would
flit to his native dimension, leaving us stranded on an icy
mountain top."
The speaker was a small, lean, brown-skinned man in
a coarse brown robe. The wind of the tub's motion nppled
the silky white hair that hung down beneath his bulbous
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white turban and fluttered his vast white beard. He was
Karadur, a seer and wizard from Mulvan.
The other tub-nder was a large man m late youth, with
a ruddy complexion further reddened by the mountain
winds, deep-set dark eyes and black hair and beard, and a
scar across his face that put a slight kink in his nose. This
was lonan of Ardarnai m Konoli, once King of Xylar and,
before and since, a poet, mercenary soldier, professional
taleteller, bookkeeper, clockmaker, and surveyor.
Continuing an argument that had begun before they
narrowly missed the mountain peak, Karadur said. "But,
my son' To rush unprepared into such an adventure were
a sure formula for disaster We should instruct Gorax to
set us down m some safe land, where we have fnends, and
plan our next move."
"By the time we've done planning," said (onan, "the
Xylanans will have gotten word of my flight from Penem-
bei. I know, because when I was King, the secret service
was on its toes. Then they will set traps for me, hoping
I'll try to rescue Estnidis. And then...."
Jonan brought the edge of his hand sharply against his
neck. He alluded to the bloody Xylanan custom of cutting
off the king's head every five years and throwing it up for
grabs, the catcher to be the next king. Karadur's magic
had enabled ]onan to escape his own beheading. Ever since,
Xylar bad sought to recapture its fugitive king, to drag him
back and resume their interrupted ceremony so that his
successor could be chosen in the time-honored way.
"Besides," Jonan continued, "so long as Gorax remains
your slave, we have this aenal vehicle to approach the
palace from aloft. You yourself said that, if you permit
him to alight, that were the end of his services. Any earth-
bound attempt were rendered that much harder. Why think
you I brought this along?" He pointed to the coil of rope
lying at one end of King Ishbahar's tub. "Could you magic
that rope as you did the one in Xylar7"
Karadur shook his head. "Alas, nay! It requires the cap-
ture of a spirit from the Second Plane, for which I have
no present facilities." Then Karadur tned another tack. In
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his high, nasal voice, he droned on "But Jonan dear' The
world harbors many attractive women. Why must you
remain fixated upon this one? She is a nice girl; but you
have enjoyed many women, both dunng your kingship and
since. So it is not as if she were the only possible
mate—"
"I've told you before," growled lonan, "she's the one I
chose myself Those other four wives were picked for me
by the Regency Council Nought wrong with them; but
'twas an arrangement political. What would an ascetic old
sage like you know of love?"
"You forget that I, too, was once young, difficult though
you may find that to believe."
"Well, if King Fusinian of Kortoh could risk his life to
rescue his beloved Thanuda from the troll Vuum, I were
a recreant knave not to make an effort "
"There are still those other women of whom you have
had carnal knowledge since your escape "
"You can't blame me about the high priestess- I had
little choice in that matter "
"Aye; but there were others—"
lorian snorted. "I try to be faithful to Estnidis, but I'm
not yet able, after long abstinence, calmly to dismiss un-
plumbed a fair lass who crawls into bed with me, begging
that I pleasure her. When I reach your age, perhaps my
self-control will be equal to the challenge "
Karadur said "How know you the Xylanans have not
bestowed your Estnidis upon another^'
"They hadn't when my brother Kenn was there, re-
pairing their clocks. I suspect they save her as bait for me.
Through Kenn, I got word to her to hold out."
"Suppose her affections prove less perdurable than
yours7 Suppose she, too, has found agreeable the company
of another of the opposite sex7"
"Ridiculous'" snapped )onan "She always told me I
was her true love, and I trust her as far as I trust any
mortal."
"Ah, but ofttimes Astis—the goddess whom we in
Mulvan call Laxan—afflicts the steadiest of mortals with
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a passion that overrides the weightiest resolves and the
most cogent reasonmgs Misprize not the havoc that fate
and the vagaries of human nature can make with our sob-
erest plans As said the wise Cidam, 'Blessed be he who
expecteth the worst, for venly he shall ne'er be disap-
pointed '"
Jonan scowled "You mean, let's suppose she has will-
ingly suffered some knave to mount her in my absence7
1 suppose it could happen Since I was the best swordsman
in Xylar, excepting Tartomo, the fencing master who taught
me, I should easily skewer the villain Some would say to
slay the woman, too, but I'm too chicken-hearted "
"You say you love her, nght7"
"Aye, desperately "
"Then you would fain not wantonly render her un-
happy, would you7"
"Of course not'"
"But suppose she really love this wight7 Then you had
broken her heart to no purpose- If by force or fraud you
compelled her to live with you thereafter, your domestic
scene were something less than heavenly "
Jonan shook his head "Curse it, old man, but you think
of some of the direst predicaments' Whatever I propose,
you are endlessly fertile in reasons why it were a folly, a
blunder, and a wicked knavery Betimes you have reason,
but if I barkened to all your cavils, I'd stand immobile
until I sprouted roots Methmks I must await the event
and guide my actions accordingly "
Karadur sighed "It is difficult for one so young to take
the long view of what is best for all concerned "
Jonan glanced up Overhead the stars were coming out
"Pray tell your demon to go slowly We would not run
into Mount Aravia in the dark "
"Mount Aravia7 I believe a colleague of mine, named
Shenderu, dwells there as a wise hermit Could we not
pay him a visit7" At Jonan's expression, Karadur sighed
again "Nay, I suppose not "
A scarlet-and-golden dawn found the flying bathtub still
over the Lograms, although the ndges became lower as
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the travelers flew northward Soon the mountains ended,
and for hours they soared above the vast Marshes of Mom
This dubious place was nominally part of Xylar In practice
it was a no-man's land, inhabited by a few desperate men,
by dwarf crocodiles, and, it was rumored, by descendants
of the dragons that the cannibal Paaluans once brought to
Novana Generations before, these sophisticated canni-
bals sent a foraging expedition to Ir on the west coast of
the broad Novanan peninsula
Curious about everything, Jonan peered over the side
of the tub He looked in vain for a Paaluan dragon among
the black pools and gray-green tussocks of this everglade,
whence the approach of winter had bleached most of the
color Karadur cautioned
"Lean not so far, my son' Gorax complains that you
rock the tub and might overset it, despite his endeavors
to fly it on an even keel "
"The tub has no keel," grinned Jonan "But I get his
point "
"Two gentlemen fleeing away
From warfare in doomed Penembel,
Their carriage capsized,
The marsh fertilized,
Their bones molder there to this day'"
"Not your best, my son," said Karadur "We know not
whether Penembel in tact be doomed If that fellow Chui-
vir, whom you nominated king, make good his claim, he
may prove a good to-middlmg monarch Besides, meth-
mks you require a conjunction at the beginning of that
last line "
"That would spoil the meter," said Jonan "The first
foot should always be an iamb, according to Doctor Gwid-
enus "
"Who?"
"The professor who taught me prosody at the Academy
of Othomae Well, how's this7"
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"Two knaves in the royal washbasin
O'er Mom's dank marshes did hasten,
But leaning too far,
They fell with a iar,
And mud their presumption did chasten "
Karadur shook his head "That implies that I, too, am
leaning over the side As you can perceive, I am careful
to keep to the centerline "
"What a literal-minded gaffer you are' All right, let's
see you compose a better'"
"Alas, Jonan, I am no poet, nor is Novanan my native
tongue To compose a verse incorporating the thoughts of
yours in Mulvam, and obeying all sixty-three rules of Mul-
vanian versification, were a task requiring more comfort
and leisure than the gods see fit at the moment to accord
us"
By afternoon they had left the Marshes of Moru and
soared above the forests of southern Xylar By sunset the
forest was giving way to farmland
"Tell Gorax," said Jonan, "that we do not wish to arrive
at Xylar City before midnight "
"He says we shall be fortunate to arrive ere dawn," said
Karadur "He groans—mentally of course—with fatigue "
"Then have him speed up The last thing we wish is
to find the sun nsmg )ust as I am shmnying down that
rope "
"Just what do you intend, }onan2" Karadur's voice ex-
pressed a growing tremor of apprehension
"Simple Kenn told me they have Estnidis quartered in
the penthouse apartment on the roof They think that
putting her up there will make it harder for me to get
her—assuming that I shall approach the palace on the
ground " Jonan chuckled "So, when we reach the roof,
I'll belay the rope to the faucet, drop the other end over
the side, slide down, and carry off Estnidis before any
mouse knows I'm there 1 wish we had one of your en-
sorcelled ropes "
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"If we ever alight long enough for the sorcerous oper-
ation, I wilt prepare one "
"This faucet was King Ishbahar's pnde and |oy," said
Jonan "An engineer m the House of Learning invented
it The only trouble was that the king's servants had to
mix hot and cold water m a tank on the palace roof, and
they could never get the proportions right Poor Ishbahar
was ever being either chilled or boiled I proposed that he
install two faucets, one for hot water and one for cold, so
that he could ad)ust the mixture to suit himself But, what
with the siege of Iraz and the revolt of the racing factions,
he never got around to trying my idea "
Karadur shook his head "With all these new inventions
pouring out of the House of Learning, in a few centuries
our plane will be like the afterworld, where all is done by
buzzing, clattering machines and magic is of no account
I pray never to spend an incarnation in such a world "
Jonan shrugged "I try to make the best of things, be
they magical or mechanical. At least we can thank King
Ishbahar's monstrous fatness that we have so huge a tub,
wherein the twain of us can comfortably sleep Didst ever
hear how he came to have it made7"
"Nay, my son Tell me, pray "
"When Ishbahar acceded to the throne, he was already
vastly obese, eating having been his favorite pastime from
boyhood on Well, the night following his coronation, he
was, naturally, weary after a day of standing about and
making ceremonial motions and uttenng prescnbed re-
sponses to the high priests of the leading cults. So he
commanded his lackeys to prepare a bath for him, and told
his favorite wife to await him in the royal bed
"The royal bathtub, however, had been made for his
predecessor, Shashtai the Eighth, who was a small, spare
man Ishbahar tested the water with his finger and found
it )ust right With a sigh of happy anticipation, he mounted
the step that the lackeys had placed beside the tub and
lowered himself into the water But alas' As he sank down,
he found himself firmly wedged between the sides of the
tub He called out to a servant 'Ho, this won't do' We are
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squeezed to a }elly! Help us out, pray'' So the servitor
caught the king's arm and heaved, but without effect. Be-
tween the king's vast weight and the wedging effect of the
sloping sides of the tub, Ishbahar was stuck fast.
"They called more servants, and all together heaved on
the king's arms—to no avail. A guardsman was called, to
thrust the butt of his halberd over the edge of the tub and
under the royal arse, to pry him up. Ishbahar bore the pam
bravely except for a few groans, but still he remained stuck.
Then two flunkeys added their weight to that of the
guardsman on the head end of the halberd, but they only
succeeded in breaking the spear shaft.
"Then the king had the chief engineer of the School of
Matter in the House of Learning dragged out of bed. The
engineer looked over the problem and told the king: 'Your
Maiesty, I can get you out. All we need do is bore a hole
in the ceiling and install a hoist with compound pulleys-
By looping ropes under your armpits and thighs, we shall
have you out in a jiffy.'
'"How long will this take?' asked King Ishbahar.
"The engineer thought a moment and said: 'May it
please Your Maiesty, allowing time for drawing up a plan
and assembling materials, I am sure we can have you out
in a fortnight.'
"'And meanwhile we shall sit here soaking?' said Ish-
bahar. 'Come, come, my good fellow! Fetch us the head
of the School of Spirit.'
"So they brought in the head wizard of the School of
Spint, a bitter rival of the chief engineer in the House of
Learning. The enchanter said: 'Your Majesty, I have just
the thing! It is my newly developed levitation spell, which
can easily handle up to three talents avoirdupois. Let me
fetch my instruments, and all shall be well.'
"So, after midnight, the wizard ordered all the others
out of the bath chamber and began his spell. He burned
mysterious powders in a brazier, whence arose many-hued
smokes that wnthed and twined like ghostly serpents. He
chanted mystical phrases, and shadows chased each other
about the walls, albeit there was no solid body in the
chamber to cast them. The hangings rippled, and the can-
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die flames flickered, although there was no wind m the
chamber.
"At length the wizard cried three words of power, and
King Ishbahar rose—but the tub rose with him, still firmly
attached to the royal haunches. At length the wizard was
compelled by sheer fatigue to let the king and his tub settle
back to the floor. This tub, you understand, had no faucet
and no pipes to let water in and out, so it could be freely
moved.
"At length the favorite wife, named Haziran, came m
to see what was keeping her lord so long. She found the
king still in the tub, and the chief engineer and the chief
wizard and the servants all standing about, muttering dis-
consolately at their failure to get the king unstuck. They
were proposing desperate expedients, such as starving the
king until he shrank enough no longer to fit so snugly,
like a cork in a bottle.
"Haziran looked the situation over and said, 'You are
all a pack of fools! This is a ceramic tub, is it not? Well,
you lackeys, take the water out. Doctor Akraba—' That
was the chief engineer. '—fetch me a heavy hammer,
forthwith!'
"'Do as she says,' quoth Ishbahar. 'This damned tub is
cutting off our circulation.'
"By the time the sledge hammer was brought, the serv-
ants, with dippers and pails and sponges, had removed
nearly all the water. So Haziran smote the tub on the side
where it gripped Ishbahar's hips, and with a loud crash the
tub broke into several pieces. The king gave a yelp of pain
from the impact, but he recked that a bruised hip were a
small price for his freedom. He dried himself, embraced
Haziran, and led her off to the bedchamber. She was a
level-headed woman, and had she not died of a pox a few
years later, she might have saved the kingdom much gnef
by giving Ishbahar good advice.
"Anyway, the king ordered another bathtub. This time
he made sure it was large enough so that, no matter how
fat he got, he would be in no danger of being entrapped.
And in later years, when officials of the House of Learning
complained of the king's cutting their appropriations, Ish-
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bahar would say 'Ha' For all your pretended wisdom, you
geniuses could not even get us out of a bathtub'"'
"An edifying tale," said Karadur "But why did he have
it fabricated of copper2 It must have been much more
costly that way "
"That was a decision political His officials were em-
broiled in a quarrel with the potters' guild over taxes, and
ordering the tub from the coppersmiths' guild was ish-
bahar's way of reminding the potters who was boss "
"Now back to our own plans," said Karadur "How shall
you get your queen up the rope and into the tub again2
Mighty though you be, I misdoubt you could scale the
rope with one hand whilst grasping your sweetlmg with
the other "
Jonan frowned "You have a point I suppose the best
way were to have her grasp me round the neck from be-
hind, thus leaving my hands free "
"Do you ween you can hoist the weight of the twain
of you2"
"If not, I shall have to remain clinging to the rope until
you find us a safe place to alight "
"You cannot dangle until we are out of Xylar1 The ;our-
ney would require hours And if we alight ere departing
this land, Gorax will desert us, and we shall be forced to
flee afoot "
"Hmm " After a moment of silence, Jonan said "I know'
There's a ruined castle, said to be haunted, a dozen leagues
southeast of Xylar City A certain Baron Lore built it back
in feudal days Much of the main wall still stands. Gorax
can drop us on the wall and then bring the tub down to
the level of the parapet, so we can climb in Be sure to tell
him not to let the tub touch the wall, lest he deem himself
freed from his last labor "
Karadur muttered "I like it not Demons are tncky
beings, especially those we cannot see And what is this
about the castle's being haunted2"
"lust a rumor, a legend There's probably nought to it,
and if a malevolent spirit does abide there, 1 trust you to
protect us from it by magical means."
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Karadur dubiously wagged his beard "Why not bring
the tub to the edge of the palace roof, as you speak of doing
at Baron Lore's castle2"
"Because, save for a narrow walk around the penthouse
and a little terrace, the roof slopes down on both sides,
and there is nought to hang on to ere one reaches the eaves
By myself, I might chance sliding down the roof tiles and
leaping into the tub, but I cannot ask that of Estnidis "
"Curse it, boy, could you not take me across the border
into Othomae and leave me there71 would instruct Gorax
to obey you until his final dismissal "
"Oh, no indeed'" said Jonan "I need you to control this
aenal chariot whilst I am below fetching my darling Cheer
up, old man' We've gotten each other out of more parlous
plights "
"All very well for you, young master," grumbled Kar-
adur "You are constructed of steel springs and whalebone,
but I am old and fragile I know not how many more of
these exploits I can endure ere )ommg the ma]onty "
"Well, you can't complain that life in my company has
been dull, now can you7"
"Nay Betimes I lust for some nice, quiet, boresome
dullness "
The time was past midnight and a silvery half-moon
was nsing when (onan sighted a sprinkling of faint lights,
far off to their left. He said "Methmks that's Xylar City
yonder Tell our demon, hard to port' His deduced reck-
oning was off by half a league "
The tub changed course m obedience to the Mulvani-
an's mental command Soon the lights grew and multi-
plied Some came from the windows of houses, some from
the oil lamps that lonan, when king, had erected on posts
at ma)0r street crossings This was the city's first regular
street lighting, before, citizens, unless rich enough to hire
bodyguards and link boys, stayed home behind bolted doors
at night
"We must keep our voices down," whispered Jonan
By whispered commands to Karadur, who passed them
on mentally to Gorax, Jonan guided the tub to the royal
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palace. He circled the structure before coming close to the
penthouse.
"No guards on the roof; good!" he murmured.
He brought the tub to a halt six cubits above the small
square terrace at one end of the penthouse. While Karadur
placed the tub just where Jorian wanted it, Jorian knotted
one end of the rope around the faucet and dropped the rest
over the side. He prepared to climb down.
"No sword?" whispered Karadur.
"Nay. It would clank, or bang the furniture, and give
me away. If an alarum sound and the guards rush in, one
sword were of no avail against several."
"In the epics," mused Karadur, "heroes are ever slaying
a hundred fierce foes single-handed."
"Such tales are lies, as anyone who has done real sword
fighting knows. Take a legendary hero like Dauric—but
here 1 am talking when I should be acting."
"Your besetting weakness, my son. That runaway
tongue will yet be our doom."
"Perhaps; but there are worse vices than garrulity. The
reason I talk so much—"
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THEPALACELARGECOPPERBATHTUB,ITSPOLISHEDSURFACEREDLYreflectingthelightofthesettmgsun,soaredabovethesnow-cladpeaksoftheLograms.Itwovearoundthelof-tiestsummitsandscrapedoverthelowerones,betimeswithbutafewcubitstospare."Gorax!"yelledoneofthetwomeninthetub"Ihavecommandedtheenottomissthosepeakssostraitlyi...

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