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men of Parsa and Kemet. These three sat; we stood. When the servant who had come for us had named us to the satrap, he said, "I have need of a stout ship--not a trireme with hundreds of rowers to feed, but a small and handy ship with a bold captain. Are you bold, Muslak?"
    "Bold enough to do your will, Great Prince," said Muslak, "whatever it may be."
    "Let us hope you speak truth. You Crimson Men are brave sailors, I know. Have you been to the Tin Isles?"
    "More than once," Muslak declared.
    "I will not ask you to go as far as that." The satrap spoke to Azibaal. "You're one of this man's officers?"
    Azibaal nodded. "I am first mate, Great Prince."
    "In which case you would swear he was bold, whether he was or not. Are you a bold sailor yourself?"
    "I'm not as brave as he is," Azibaal admitted.
    Muslak shook his head. "Azibaal's as stout a seaman as you'll find anyplace, Great Prince. As stout as I, and more."
    "Let us hope. Two of you have women. One does not." The satrap pointed to Neht-nefret. "Whose woman are you?"
    She bowed her head, unable to meet his eyes. "Captain Muslak's, Great Prince."
    "And you?" He pointed to Myt-ser'eu.
    She stood very straight then, and her eyes were proud. "I am Latro's, Great Prince."
    For a brief time the satrap sat silent, and it seemed to me that Myt-ser'eu must not only have felt his gaze but feared his claws. At last she turned her head away.
    "Latro is not the name I was given."
    "I am of Kemet," poor Myt-ser'eu whispered. "We of Kemet call him Latro." (I asked her about this as we rode back. I have read my scroll to her, and it is there.)
    The man of Kemet, who sat at the satrap's left hand, whispered something to him. He is very tall but stooped, with a shaven head, a hook nose, and glittering eyes.
    The satrap nodded slowly. To me he said, "You have one name among the Crimson Men, another here."
    I nodded, for I had learned as we sat waiting that Myt-ser'eu and Neht-nefret called me Latro, but Muslak and Azibaal Lewqys.
    "You must speak aloud to the prince," said the other man of Parsa.
    I said loudly, "Yes, Great Prince, it is as you say."
    "I once knew a man named Artayctes," the satrap said. "He died at the hands of you Hellenes."
    I said nothing.
    "You do not recognize the name?"
    "I don't, Great Prince."
    "You are a Hellene and fear that you will be punished for his death. I understand. You will not be, Latro. You have my word. This Artayctes had a guard of Hellenes. He called in three and had them fight a man named Latro, who killed them all. Artayctes died before he could tell me of it, but certain others did not. You are that man."
    I said nothing, for I recall no such incident.
    "You do not deny it?"
    I said, "I would never contradict you, Great Prince."
    The satrap turned to Muslak. "Where did you get him, Captain?"
    "In Luhitu, Great Prince. He's an old friend. He wished to go to Kemet, and I offered to carry him here without charge."
    "If I send you south, will he go with you?"
    "Only if you wish it, Great Prince."
    "I do. Take him. I am going to send soldiers with you as well. What do you know of the southern lands, Captain?"
    Muslak said, "I have been as far as Wast, Great Prince."
    The satrap turned his hawk's eyes on Azibaal. "No farther?"
    Azibaal spoke up like a man. "No, Great Prince."
    "Very well. Listen to me, all of you. South of this land lies another called Nubia. It is not subject to my brother, but is not at war with us. Once it was subject to Kemet, thus the wise men of Kemet," he nodded toward the tall man, "know much of its history. Some even speak the tongue used there. No one here knows much of its state today. No one knows anything of Nysa, the wide land south of Nubia. I govern this land for my brother, and ashis satrap it is my duty to know much of the neighboring lands. I wish to send you, with your ship and crew, south as far as the Great River runs. You will find out these things for me, and return here to tell me of them. Is that plain?"
    Muslak