Return to Eden

she talked now of Kerrick Vaintè felt her body move with expressions of great loathing and hatred.
    So strong were these that she had to stop and force herself into silence to regain control. Fafnepto waited, patient and unmoving, until Vaintè could speak again.
    "You have seen how I feel. That one ustuzou has destroyed everything that I have worked for."
    "I will kill it for you if I can find it."
    Vaintè felt a great warmth of feeling towards this stolid, scarred Yilanè and it shaped her speaking. "I believe you, strong Fafnepto, and thank you. I will tell you all that I know about the creatures and Inegban*, for they are different in many ways."
    Fafnepto was a good listener and asked only for amplification and clarification on points of particular interest. Vaintè spoke of things that she had not even thought about since returning to Gendasi*. This calmed her and made the speaking all that more pleasant. When she had finished she hesitated and Fafnepto caught the suggestion of question unspoken.
    "If Vaintè has need of something—tell me."
    "Not need, curiosity that is more than curiosity. You, who are both of this city and of other cities, might speak to me of it. Yebèisk has made me welcome and I am privileged to talk often with the Eistaa. There is freedom of speaking—yet there is one thing that no one talks of. Something that if it is suggested to exist is rejected. Since this is a strong rejection I have not mentioned it here. May I speak of it to you?"
    "Tell me what it is."
    "The Daughters of Life."
    The hunter signed for respectful silence even before Vaintè had finished speaking the name. She looked on all sides as she said it, saw that none were close enough to hear, then led Vaintè further away, to a sunny spot behind low hedges where the others were out of sight.
    "We are here," Fafnepto said, "so no possible interpretation can be placed upon body movements. You were right to come to me for none other here would dare speak of what happened. Do you know much of the Daughters?"
    "Far too much. Endless trouble/pain caused by them. I wish them all dead."
    "As does the Eistaa. There were many here, imprisoned in a fruit grove to prevent their poison from spreading. Then more of the same arrived from outside the city and were also imprisoned. Their cause was taken up by one of science named Ambalasei. This is the one whose blood the Eistaa wishes to taste upon her teeth. Ambalasei freed them all and took them from here."
    "Not easy to do."
    "There was an uruketo. She ordered that without the Eistaa's knowledge, took it and all of the prisoners and has not been heard of since."
    "Gone? But how?"
    "That is beyond my knowledge. When no others were permitted to mention it, the Eistaa still spoke to me of the matter. In all the cities I visited I was to ask about the uruketo and its cargo. It has never reappeared. There is no trace."
    Vaintè was still with internal thought for some time, before turning to Fafnepto and speaking again. "I think that you have deep reasons under your other reasons for speaking with me. Is that true, Fafnepto?"
    "It is."
    "You asked about the ustuzou of Gendasi*. And you search for an uruketo. Is it your belief, do you think it possible, that the uruketo has gone to Gendasi*?"
    "I have searched and spoken to many. Now I believe that the uruketo has left Inegban*. If it has—where could it be?"
    Vaintè thought carefully before she spoke again. "We ask each other questions. We swim around an answer but do not go near it. I will speak clearly. I think your uruketo has crossed the ocean. The only question remaining is—do you tell Saagakel of this? Or do I?"
    "She has forbidden me to speak of the matter to her ever again."
    "Then the responsibility is mine for I have not been forbidden. Were you in the city when all this happened?"
    "No."
    "I will need to know more of what occurred before I dare mention it to the Eistaa. Who will talk to me about it?"
    "Talk to Ostuku. Behind the fat is a Yilanè of intelligence. She will aid you."
    They parted in friendship, leaving Vaintè with much to think about. She knew better than to hurry a matter as delicate as this one. By putting it from her mind completely she let none of her new knowledge color any of her speaking. But she was aware of Ostuku's movements and one morning saw her opportunity. The Eistaa had been speaking to her advisers. After the conference Ostuku waddled from the ambesed. Vaintè left at the same time and was