Where are the dancing girls with slender ankles；
And where the music beneath the almond trees？
Where is the palace whence the khalifs of all…fame
Thundered forth with armies？
What wild beasts wander now at will
Between the ruined pillars？
Wolves are seen by white moonlight there。
Another stir； quickly suppressed； for the poet had not paused this time。
Ask in stern…walled Cartada for news of Silvenes；
but ask here in Ragosa about Al…Rassan。
Ask of ourselves； between river and lake；
if we will suffer the stars to be blotted out。
Ask of the river； ask of the lake；
ask of the wine that flows tonight
between the torches and the stars。
The poet ended。 He rose without ceremony and stepped down from the dais。 He could not avoid the applause； however； the sound of genuine appreciation； nor the speculative glances that followed him to the bar。
Ozra； following tradition here as well； offered him a glass of his best white wine。 He usually made a quip at this time； but could think of nothing to say。
Ask of the wine that flows tonight。
Ozra di Cozari was seldom moved by what was read or sung in his tavern； but there was something about what he had just heard。 The man in the greyhound disguise lifted the glass and saluted him briefly； before drinking。 It was with no great surprise that Ozra noticed； just then； that the stag had e in from the doorway and was standing beside them。
The greyhound turned and looked at him。 They were of a height； the two men； though the horns of the stag made him seem taller。
Very softly； so that Ozra di Cazari was almost certain he was the only other man to hear； the seven…lined stag said； 〃 'Beloved of Ashar？' 〃
The poet laughed； quietly。 〃Ah； well。 What would you have me do？〃
Ozra didn't understand； but he hadn't expected to。
The other man said； 〃Exactly what you did do； I suppose。〃 His eyes were pletely hidden behind his mask。 He said； 〃It was very fine。 Dark thoughts for a Carnival。〃
〃I know。〃 The greyhound hesitated。 〃There is a darker side to Carnivals； in my experience。〃
〃In mine； as well。〃
〃Are we to have a verse from you？〃
〃I think not。 I am humbled by what I have just heard。〃
The greyhound inclined his head。 〃You are far too generous。 Are you enjoying the night？〃
〃A pleasant beginning。 I gather it has only begun。〃
〃For some。〃
〃Not you？ Will you not e wandering？ With me？〃
Another hesitation。 〃Thank you； no。 I will drink a little more of Ozra's good wine and listen to the verses and the music a while before bed。〃
〃Are we expecting any crows tonight？〃
The greyhound laughed again。 〃You heard about that？ We never expect anything at Carnival； and so hope never to be disappointed and never greatly surprised。〃
The stag lifted its head。 〃We differ there； at least。 I am always； endlessly； hoping to be surprised。〃
〃Then I wish it for you。〃
They exchanged a glance； then the stag turned away and found a passage to the doorway and out into the street。 A black bull had taken the dais now； holding a small harp。
〃I think；〃 said the greyhound； 〃I will have another glass； Ozra； if you will。〃
〃Yes； my lord；〃 said Ozra； before he could stop himself。 He'd said it softly though； and didn't think anyone had heard。
As he poured the wine he saw the first of the women approaching the poet where he stood at the bar。 This always happened； too； at Carnival。
〃Might we talk a moment in private？〃 asked the lioness softly。 The greyhound turned to look at her。 So did Ozra。 It was not a woman's voice。
〃Private speech is difficult to arrange tonight；〃 the poet said。
〃I'm certain you can manage it。 I have some information for you。〃
〃Indeed？〃
〃I will want something in return。〃
〃Imagine my astonishment。〃
The greyhound sipped from his wine； eyeing the newer carefully。 The lioness laughed； a deep； disconcerting sound beneath the mask。
Ozra felt a flicker of unease。 From the tone of this； this man masked as a woman knew exactly who the poet was； which posed more than a measure of danger。
〃You do not trust yourself with me？〃
〃If I knew who you were； I might。 Why have you worn a mask to change your sex？〃
Only the briefest hesitation。 〃It amused me。 There is no beast more fierce； in the legends； in defense of her young。〃
The greyhound carefully laid down his glass。
〃I see；〃 he said finally。 〃You are very bold。 I must say； I am surprised； after all。〃 He looked at Ozra。 〃Is there a room upstairs？〃
〃Use mine；〃 said the innkeeper。 He reached beneath the counter and handed across a key。 The greyhound and the lioness moved together across the room and up the stairs。 A number of eyes watched them go； as the black bull on the dais finished tuning his instrument and began to play。
〃How did you find me？〃 Mazur ben Avren asked； removing the greyhound mask in the small bedchamber。
The other man struggled with his own mask a moment； then pulled it off。 〃I was led to you；〃 he said。 〃I had a choice of two people to follow； and made the right choice。 The stag brought me here。〃
〃You knew him？〃
〃I tend to know men by how they move as much as how they look。 Yes； I knew him；〃 said Tarif ibn Hassan； scratching at his chin where the full white beard had been shaved away。 He smiled。
So； too； after a moment； did the chancellor of Ragosa。
〃I had not ever thought to meet you；〃 he said。 〃You know there is a price on your life here？〃
〃Of course I do。 I am offended by it： Cartada has offered more。〃
〃Cartada has suffered more。〃
〃I suppose。 Shall I rectify that？〃
〃Shall I let you leave the city？〃
〃How would you stop me if I killed you now？〃
The chancellor appeared to be considering that。 After a moment； he moved to a small table and picked up a beaker of wine sitting there。 There were glasses； as well。 He gestured with the wine。
〃As you will perhaps have realized； I have an arrangement here with the innkeeper。 We are private； but not entirely alone。 I hope you will not require me to demonstrate。〃
The outlaw looked around then and noted the inner door ajar and another door to the balcony。 〃I see；〃 he said。 〃I ought to have expected this。〃
〃I suppose so。 I do have responsibilities； and cannot be entirely reckless； even tonight。〃
Ibn Hassan accepted the glass the chancellor offered。 〃If I wanted to kill you I could still do it。 If you wanted to take me； you could have done so by now。〃
〃You mentioned tidings。 And a price。 I am curious。〃
〃The price you ought to know。〃 Ibn Hassan looked pointedly over at his discarded mask。
〃Ah；〃 said the chancellor。 〃Of course。 Your sons？〃
〃My sons。 I find I miss them in my old age。〃
〃I can understand that。 Good sons are a great fort。 They are fine men； we enjoy having them with us。〃
〃They are missed in Arbastro。〃
〃The sad fortunes of war；〃 said ben Avren calmly。 〃What is it you have to tell me？〃
Tarif ibn Hassan drank deeply and held out his glass。 The chancellor refilled it。
〃The Muwardis have been building boats all winter。 In the new shipyards at Abeneven。 Hazem ibn Almalik is still with them。 He has lost a hand。 I don't know how； or why。〃
Mazur's turn to drink； thoughtfully。 〃That is all？〃
〃Hardly。 I try to offer fair coinage when I make a request。 Almalik II of Cartada has been seeding rumors about the Kindath of Fezana。 I do not know to what purpose。 There is growing tension there； however。〃
The chancellor set down the beaker of wine。 〃How do you know this？〃
Tarif shrugged。 〃I know a good deal of what happens in lands controlled by Cartada。 They have a large price on my life； remember？〃
Mazur looked at him a long moment。 〃Almalik is anxious；〃 he said finally。 〃He feels exposed。 But he is clever and unpredictable。 I will admit I have no great certainty about what he will do。〃
〃Nor I；〃 the outlaw chieftain agreed。 〃Does it matter？ If it es to armies？〃
〃Perhaps not。 Have you anything more？ Brighter coinage？〃
〃I have given good weight already； I think。 But one more thing。 Not brighter； though。 The Jaddite army in Batiara。 It is sailing for Soriyya after all。 I never thought it w