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it?"
"I liked it, Lord Mazda. This is what the Gods do?"
"When they can," he said lightly. "When they can. What is your name, girl?"
"I am Zulekia. Of the Maidukes of THEY."
By now Blade had read enough to know that the Maidukes were privileged
upperclass servants, handmaidens, of THEY. But his reading must have led him
astray-his understanding had been that the
Maidukes never left Urcit, the great Capital of Tharn.
He took her by the hand and led her toward a great low bed that filled one
corner of the room. She went docilely at first, then she pulled away, staring
at him. She fell to her knees again.
"No! No, Lord Mazda. I cannot. I am not fit. I am not one intended for HE WHO
COMES TO THEY.
I am karno! I am karma!"
Blade gazed at her, puzzled and impatient. Karno? He had not come across the
word in his reading.
Zulekia saw that he did not understand. Plainly she was puzzled by this, but
she squirmed around to show him the back of the bikini-like panties she wore.
"I am karno," she insisted again. "Karno. My seal has been broken."
Blade was impatient-and intrigued. He bent to examine the back of the panties.
There was a slim belt of teksin holding them up, with both ends set cunningly
into a seal-like medallion. Zulekia made a deft movement with her hand and the
seal fell apart. She looked at Blade.
"You understand, Lord Mazda? My seal has been broken. It was broken and could
not be put back as the Priestess does. So I am karno. Impure. I have been with
the Lordsmen and was caught. It is why I
was banished from Urcit and sent here to be punished. I am evil. Not clean.
Impure. That is why the
Lord Mazda cannot make coi with me."
Blade looked around the room. The dull walls of teksin stared back at him. He
hoped that Honcho was enjoying his eavesdropping. Blade was beginning to
understand something else about Honcho-the neuter was more than a watcher and
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a listener. Honcho was a voyeur, a pervert! Honcho had no sex, and yet-and yet
Blade took her hand again and led her firmly to the bed. "I do understand," he
said. "It does not matter. I
do not care. Now-obey me!"
And he did understand. Zulekia was a homid, a human for all intents and
purposes, and she had been caught doing what came naturally to homids. Caught,
Blade knew, was the operative word. Caught!
Now she was to be punished. Blade's smile was grim, but he was not at all
unhappy. This was something he recognized and understood.
And now he could wait no longer. He turned her so that she stood with her back
to him. He fumbled with the catch holding on her breastplates and they fell to
the floor with a little click of teksin on teksin.
Zulekia stared straight before her, unmoving.
"Raise your arms a bit," said Blade. He was whispering.
She raised her arms.
Her breasts were cool golden orbs in his hands, the nipples infinitesimal
buttons only a moment before and now rising to his finger stroke. Blade's
knees began to shake, he had to fight to restrain himself, and yet he was
determined that this play would serve a double purpose. His mouth was close to
her ear.
"You know that Honcho is watching?"
She surprised him by answering aloud. "Yes. I know."
"Nod," said Blade fiercely. "Nod! Don't speak."
She half turned to face him, the great violet eyes filled with puzzlement, and
again she saw that he did not understand. She reached to pluck out a long
red-bronze strand of her hair. She let it float to the floor.
Blade watched. When the hair wafted against the teksin she said: "Honcho heard
that."
Blade suppressed anger. What was the use of raging? And it was good to know
that the spiscreens were so sensitive. It was nearly beyond belief-yet he did
believe. Whispering was no good. And there was no place to hide. Then he had
an inspiration. Just maybe-but it could wait. Everything could wait.
He turned her about and caressed her breasts again for a moment. He led her to
the bed and commanded her to lie down. She did so without demur. Now that she
had warned him, told him she was karno, and he did not appear to care, she was
prepared to do as the God pleased. So Blade read her thoughts.
Zulekia gazed up at him, the violet eyes watching without expression. Blade
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