They had been on the march so long； doing nothing else； that they had developed a big store of violent energy。 It was pouring out now。 They worked with an eagerness which infected the locals。 Those seemed pleased to participate in a task which required the concerted efforts of thousands。 Some of the more thoughtful mentioned that Juniper had mounted no major munal effort in generations。 One man suggested that that was why the city had gone to seed。 He believed the Black pany and its attack on the black castle would be great medicine for a moribund body politic。
That； however； was not a majority opinion。 Candy's prisoners； especially； resented being used as a labor force。 They represented a strong potential for trouble。
I have been told I always look at the dark underbelly of tomorrow。 Possibly。 You're less likely to be disappointed that way。
The excitement I expected did not materialize for days。 The castle creatures seemed to have pulled their hole in after them。 We eased the pace slightly； ceased working as if everything had to be done before tomorrow。
The Lieutenant pleted the circumvallation； including the back slope； looping around One…Eye's excavation。 He then broke the front wall and began building his ramp。 He did not use many mantlets； for he designed it to provide its own shielding。 It rose steeply at our end； with steps constructed of stone from demolished buildings。 The work crews downtown were now pulling down structures ruined in the fire following Feather's crash。 There were more materials than could be used in the siege。 Candy's outfit was salvaging the best to use in new housing planned for the cleared sites。
The ramp would rise till it overtopped the castle by twenty feet； then it would descend to the wall。 The work went faster than I expected。 So did One…Eye's project。 He found a bination of spells which turned stone soft enough to be worked easily。 He soon reached a point beneath the castle。
Then he ran into the material that looked like obsidian。 And could go no farther。 So he started spreading out。
The Captain himself came over。 I had been wondering what he was doing。 I asked。
〃Finding ways to keep people busy；〃 he said。 He shambled around erratically。 If we did not pay attention； we found ourselves wandering off after he made some sudden turn and went to inspect something apparently trivial。 〃Damned Whisper is turning me into a military governor。〃
〃Uhm？〃
〃What； Croaker？〃
〃I'm the Annalist； remember？ Got to get this all down somewhere。〃
He frowned； eyeballed a barrel of water set aside for animals。 Water was a problem。 A lot had to be hauled to augment the little we caught during the occasional shower。 〃She has me running the city。 Doing what the Duke and city fathers should。〃 He kicked a rock and said nothing more till it stopped rolling。 〃Guess I'm coping。 Isn't anybody in town who isn't working。 Aren't getting paid anything but keep； but they're working。 Even got people lined up with projects they want done as long as we're making people work。 The Custodians are driving me crazy。 Can't tell them all their clean…ups may be pointless。〃
I caught an odd note in that。 It underscored a feeling I'd had already； that he was depressed about what was happening。
〃Why's that？〃
He glanced around。 No natives were within earshot。 〃Just a guess； mind。 Nobody's put it in words。 But I think the Lady plans to loot the Catabs。〃
〃People aren't going to like that。〃
〃I know。 You know； I know； even Whisper and Limper know。 But we don't give the orders。 There's talk about how the Lady is short of money。〃
In all the years we'd been in her service we'd never missed a payday。 The Lady played that straight。 The troops got paid； be they mercenaries or regulars。 I suspect the various outfits could tolerate a few delays。 It's almost a tradition for manders to screw their troops occasionally。
Most of us didn't much care about money； anyway。 We tended toward inexpensive and limited tastes。 I suppose attitudes would shift if we had to do without； though。
〃Too many men under arms on too many frontiers；〃 the Captain mused。 〃Too much expansion too fast for too long。 The empire can't take the strain。 The effort in the Barrowland ate up her reserves。 And it's still going。 If she whips the Dominator； look for things to change。〃
〃Maybe we made a mistake； eh？〃
〃Made a lot。 Which one are you talking about？〃
〃ing north； over the Sea of Torments。〃
〃Yes。 I've known that for years。〃
〃And？〃
〃And we can't get out。 Not yet。 Someday； maybe； when our orders take us back to the Jewel Cities； or somewhere where we could leave the empire and still find ourselves in a civilized country。〃 There was an almost bottomless yearning in his voice。 〃The longer I spend in the north； the less I want to end my days here； Croaker。 Put that in your Annals。〃
I had him talking； a rare occurrence。 I merely grunted； hoping he would continue filling the silence。 He did。 〃We're running with the darkness； Croaker。 I know that don't make no never…mind； really。 Logically。 We're the Black pany。 We're not good or evil。 We're just soldiers with swords for sale。 But I'm tired of having our work turned to wicked ends。 If this looting thing happens； I may step aside。 Raven had the right idea back at Charm。 He got the hell out。〃
I then set forth a notion that had been in the back of my mind for years。 One I'd never taken seriously； knowing it quixotic。 〃That doesn't contribute anything； Captain。 We also have the option of going the other way。〃 〃Eh？〃 He came back from whatever faraway place ruled him and really looked at me。 〃Don't be silly； Croaker。 That's a fool's game。 The Lady squashes anybody who tries。〃 He ground a heel into the earth。 〃Like a bug。〃
〃Yeah。〃 It was a silly idea； on several levels； not the least of which was that the other side could not afford us。 I could not picture us in the Rebel role anyway。 The majority of Rebels were idiots； fools or ambitious types hoping to grab a chunk of what the Lady had。 Darling was the outstanding exception； and she was more symbol than substance； and a secret symbol at that。
〃Eight years since the et was in the sky；〃 the Captain said。 〃You know the legends。 She won't fall till the Great et is up there。 You want to try surviving twenty…nine years on the run from the Taken？ No； Croaker。 Even if our hearts were with the White Rose； we couldn't make that choice。 That's suicide。 Getting out of the empire is the way。〃
〃She'd e after us。〃
〃Why？ Why shouldn't she be satisfied with what she's had of us these ten years？ We're no threat to her。〃
But we were。 We very much were； if only because we knew of the existence of the reincarnation of the White Rose。 And I was sure that； once we left the empire； either Silent or I would spill that secret。 Of course； the Lady did not know that we knew。
〃This chatter is an exercise in futility；〃 the Captain said。 〃I'd rather not talk about it。〃
〃As you wish。 Tell me what we're going to do here。〃
〃The Lady is ing in tonight。 Whisper says we'll begin the assault as soon as the auspices are right。〃
I glanced at the black castle。
〃No；〃 he said。 〃It won't be easy。 It may not be possible； even with the Lady helping。〃
〃If she asks about me； tell her I'm dead。 Or something；〃 I said。
That won a smile。 〃But； Croaker； she's your。 。 。 。〃
〃Raven；〃 I snapped。 〃I know things about him that could get us all killed。 So does Silent。 Get him out of Duretile before she gets here。 Neither one of us dares face the Eye。〃
〃For that； neither do I。 Because I know you know something。 We're going to have to take our chances； Croaker。〃
〃Right。 So don't put notions into her head。〃
〃I expect she's forgotten you long since； Croaker。 You're just another soldier。''
Chapter Thirty…Eight： JUNIPER： THE STORM
The Lady hadn't forgotten me。 Not even a little。 Shortly after midnight a grim Elmo rousted me out。 〃Whisper is here。 Wants you； Croaker。〃
〃Eh？〃 I hadn't done anything to arouse her ire。 Not for weeks。
〃They want you over to Duretile。 She wants you。 Whisper is here to take you back。〃
Ever seen a grown man faint？ I haven't。 But I came close。 I may have e close to having a stroke； too。 My blood pressure must have soared。 For two minutes I was vertiginous and unable to think。 My heart pounded。 My guts ached with fear。 I knew she was going to drag me in for a session with the Eye； which sees every secret buried in a man's mind。 And yet I could do nothing to evade her。 It was too late to run。 I wished I had been aboard the ship to Meadenvil with Pawnbroker。
Like a man walking to the gallows； I went out to Whisper's carpet； settled myself behind her； and dwindled into my thoughts as we rose and rushed through the chill night toward Duretile。
As we passed over the Port； Whisper called back； 〃You must have made quite an impression back when； physician。 You were the first person she asked about when she got here。〃
I found enough presence of mind to ask； 〃Why？〃
〃I suspect because she wants her story recorded again。 As she did during the battle at Charm。〃
I looked up from my hands；