eturned。〃 Along the way I had walked in mire； deliberately。 The last time I was here； the Vlad had manded that I e in my finery； unweaponed； all bathed and shining。 Now I was weighed down with arms； I wasunshaven； dirty； and my forelocks all awry。 I stank worse than a peasant； and was glad of it。
You'd go in there like that？〃 The Guardsmaster was astonished。 He wrinkled his nose。 〃Man； wash yourself； put on fresh robes； cast off your weapons！〃
I glowered at him。 〃Your name？〃
〃What？〃 He stepped a pace to the rear。
〃For the Prince。 He'll have the balls of any man who impedes me this night。 And if you've none of those； he'll have your head instead！ Don't you remember me？ Last time I came it was to a church； and I brought a sack of thumbs。〃 I showed him my leather sack。
He went pale。 〃I remember now。 I。。。 I'll announce you。 Wait here。〃
I grabbed his arm； dragged him close。 I showed him my teeth in a wolf's grin and hissed through them； 〃No； you wait here！〃
A dozen of my men stepped out of the trees； held cautionary fingers to their lips； and bundled the Guards…master and his men away。
I went on； entering the palace and the great hall unimpeded。 Oh； true； a pair of royal bully…boy bodyguards closed on me at the door； but I thrust them aside so hard they almost fell； and by the time they were organised I was among the revellers。 I strode to the centre of the floor。 I stood stock still； then slowly turned and gazed all about from under lowered brows。 The noise subsided。 There came an uneasy silence。 Somewhere a lady laughed； a titter which was quickly stilled。
Then the crowd fell away from me。 Several ladies looked fit to faint。 I smelled of ordure； which to my nostrils was fresh and clean pared to the scents of this court。
The crowd parted； and there sat the Prince at a table laden with food and drink。 His face wore a frozen smile； which fell from it like a leaden mask when he saw me。 And at last he recognised me。 He straightened to his feet。 〃You！〃
〃None other； my Prince。〃 I bowed； then stood straight。
He couldn't speak。 Slowly his face went purple。 Finally he said； 〃Is this your idea of a joke？ Get out…out！〃 He pointed a trembling finger at the door。 Men were closing on me； hands on their sword hilts。 I rushed the Vlad's table； sprang up onto it； drew my sword and held it on his breast。
〃Tell them to e no closer！〃 I snarled。
He held up his hands and his bodyguard fell back。 I kicked aside platters and goblets and made a space before him； throwing down my sack。 〃Are your Greek Christian priests here？〃
He nodded； beckoned。 In their priestly robes； they came； hands fluttering； jabbering in their foreign tongue。 Four of them。
At last it got through to the prince that he was in danger of his life。 He glanced at my sword's point lying lightly on his breast； looked at me； gritted his teeth and sat down。 My sword followed him。 Pale now； he controlled himself； gulped； and said； 〃Thibor； what is all of this？ Would you stand accused of treason？ Now put up your sword and we'll talk。〃
〃My sword stays where it is； and we've time only for what I have to say！〃 I told him。
〃But …； 〃Now listen； Prince of Kiev。 You sent me on a hopeless quest and you know it。 What？ Me and my seven against Faethor Ferenczy and his Szgany？ What a joke！ But while I was away you could steal my good men； and if I were so lucky as to succeed。。。 that would be even better。 If I tailed…and you believed I would…it would be no great loss。〃 I glared at him。 〃It was treachery！〃
〃But …； he said again； his lips trembling。
〃But here I am； alive and well； and if I leaned a little on my sword and killed you it would be my right。 Not according to your laws but according to mine。 Ah； don't panic； I won't kill you。 Let it suffice that all gathered here know your treachery。 As for my 〃mission〃： do you remember what you manded me to do？ You said； 〃Fetch me the Ferenczy's head； his heart； and his standard。〃 Well； at this very moment his standard flies atop the palace wall。 His and mine； for I've taken it for my own。 As for his head and heart： I've done better。 I've brought you the very essence of the Ferenczy！〃
Prince Vladimir's eyes went to the sack before him and his mouth twitched at one corner。
〃Open it；〃 I told him。 〃Tip it out。 And you priests； e closer。 See what I've brought you。〃
Among the thronging courtiers and guests； I spied grim…faced men edging closer。 This couldn't last much longer。 Close by； a high…arched window looked out on a balcony and the gardens beyond。 Vladimir's hands trembled towards the sack。
〃Open it！〃 I snapped； prodding him。 He took up the sack； tugged at its thong； tipped the contents onto the table。 All stared； aghast。
〃The very essence of the Ferenczy！〃 I hissed。
The part was big as a puppy； but it had the colour of disease and the shape of nightmare。 Which is no shape at all but a morbid suggestion。 It could be a slug； a foetus； some strange worm。 It writhed in the light； put out fumbling fingers and formed an eye。 A mouth came next； with curving dagger teeth。 The eye was soft and mucous damp。 It stared about while the mouth chomped vacuously。
The Vlad sat there white as death； his face twisting grotesquely。 I laughed as the vampire stuff wriggled closer to him； and he gave a cry and toppled himself over backwards in his chair。 The thing had intended no harm； it had no intent。 Larger and hungry it might be dangerous； or if it were alone with a sleeping man in a dark room； hut not here in the light。 I knew this； but Vladimir and the court didn't。
〃Vrykoulakas； vrykoulakasP the Greek priests began to scream。 And at that； though few could have known what the word meant； the great hall became the scene of furious chaos。 Ladies cried out and fainted； everyone drew back from the huge table； guests crushed together at the door。 To give the Greeks their due； they were the only ones who had any idea what to do。 One of them took a dagger and pinned the thing to the table。 It at once split open； slipped free of the blade like water。 The priest pinned it again； cried； 〃Bring fire； burn it！〃
In the pandemonium now reigning； I jumped down from the table； up into the window embrasure； and so on to the low balcony。 As I vaulted the balcony wall into the garden； a pair of angry faces appeared at the window behind me。 The VIad's bodyguard； all brave and bristling now that the danger was past。 Except that for them it wasn't yet past。 I glanced back。 The two were now out onto the balcony。
They shouted and waved swords； and I ducked low。 Bolts whistled overhead out of the dark garden； one pursuer was taken in the throat； the other in the forehead。
The noise from the hall was an uproar； but there were no more pursuers。 I grinned； made away 。
We camped that night in the woods on the outskirts。 All of my men slept； for I posted no guards。 No one came near。
In the morning light we sauntered our horses through the city； then turned and headed west for Wallachia。 My new standard still fluttered from its pole over the palace wall。 Apparently no one had dared remove it while we were near。 I left it there as a reminder： the dragon； and tiding its back the bat； and surmounting them both the livid red devil's head of the Ferenczy。 For the next five hundred years those arms would be mine。
My tale's at an end； said Thibor。 Your turn； Harry Keogh。 Harry had got something of what he wanted； but not everything。 〃You left Ehrig and the women to burn；〃 he voiced his disgust。 〃The women…vampire women…I think I can understand that。 But would it have been so hard to give them a decent death？ I mean； did they have to burn。。。 like that？ You could have made it easier for them。 You could have …〃
Beheaded them？ Thibor seemed unconcerned； gave a mental shrug。
〃And as for Ehrig： he had been your friend！〃
Had been； yes。 But it was a hard world a thousand years ago； Harry。 And anyway； you are mistaken…I didn't leave them to burn。 They were deep down under the tower。 The broken furniture I piled around the central pillar was to shatter it； bring the stone steps down into the stairwell and block it forever。 Burn them； no…I simply buried them！
Harry recoiled from Thibor's morbid； darkly sinister to