"I thought Sencho would have turned you into a real, depraved little beast. From what you said to me, I believe you yourself even thought he had. So let me tell you, dear, that whatever you may have thought, he hasn't. I
Maia spoke at last. "I done my best, Folda."
"Oh, I know: but I'm talking about natural inclination- and you haven't got it."
"Well, not for-' Maia hesitated. "No."
There was a pause. "As a rule," said Fornis at length, "when anyone's been with me like this, and I find they don't suit me, I get rid of them for good."
Maia turned cold: she felt her bowels loosen. "You've- you've done that?"
"Oh, yes!" replied Fornis lightly. "It would never do, you see, to have people around who could repeat scandal about the Sacred Queen. So one way or another they have to disappear. That's part of the fun, actually. Now and then it might be Zeray, but sometimes even Zeray isn't far enough."
Maia clutched at her, sobbing. "Oh, esta-saiyett, please! I didn't mean-"
"Quiet!" said Fornis quickly. "You'll wake the boys. But I've decided not to put
"Oh, Folda-thank you-thank you! I'm. sorry-I'm ever so sorry I couldn't-"
"You think it's blasphemy, don't you?" flashed the queen suddenly, gripping her upper arms and digging her nails in so hard that Maia cried out.
"I never said so!"
"No, but you were thinking it. 'What am I doing, polluting the Sacred Queen?' That's what you were thinking."
Since the truth was that Maia had begun thinking exactly this from the moment when she realized that she and the queen were not sensually at one, she could find no reply. As she hesitated, the child Tikki stirred in his sleep, and this distracted Fornis, who turned her head to look at him.
It was at this instant that Maia was seized with a sudden, desperate inspiration. There was no time to consider it, the idea that had leapt into her mind. She knew only that it offered a chance to save Occula from torture.
"Folda, please don't be angry. You see, I can still do you a very good turn-better 'n what you can imagine. Now that I've been with you and realized what you like,
I know someone who'd suit you right down to the ground- someone as might 'a been made for you."
Fomis laughed. "Maia, you're simple, aren't you? I know you mean well, but even
"I know all that, Folda: but as it happens, this girl's your own property. She's down in the temple of Cran at this minute. It's my friend, Occula. She never killed Sencho, I can promise you that. She didn't know anything about it. Did, she'd 'a told me."
"You mean the black girl who was with Sencho that night?"
"Yes, esta-saiyett. Occula-she's exactly what you want, believe me."
"How very interesting!" said Fornis. "What makes you so sure?"
"Because we was months together at Sencho's and I know what she likes: her tastes an' that."
"I see." Fornis paused. "Well-and yet you say she didn't kill him?"
"I know it, esta-saiyett."
"What a pity!" said Fornis unexpectedly. "Sencho'd lived too long. He wasn't useful to us anymore. Perhaps
42: A NIGHT JOURNEY