“Tell them, Sonya, I want all their advice; whatever they think should
be done, I will listen.” I strode up and down the huge audience chamber
of the castle, while the old men watched me with whispered, frightened
words among themselves.
There was so much to do! I had made a speech to the men in the garden
before they dispersed. Our prince must be rescued. They had a man of
power and action leading them now.
My words, and perhaps my aspect as I stood up there in the moonlight,
aroused them to enthusiasm. They were men. Courageous. Patriotic. They
had never yet had a real leader. But they had one now.
It stirred me, as I had stirred them, when I heard them cheering.
I summoned the chief of the guards before me, a slim, straight young
fellow with flashing eyes. When I demanded his allegiance—he and all
his fellows’—he swung on his heel to the old men who were ranged along
the side of the room. They nodded timorously, and he turned back and
bowed before me.
“Tell him, Sonya, that I want ten of his men always patrolling the
castle grounds. And others, he can use his judgment as to numbers,
patrolling the city. If there is any sign of disturbance, notify me at
once. I want the people all to go to their homes and stay there.”
There was so much that I did not know! “Sonya, are there any cities
beside Kalima?”
“No,” she said. “Only small villages. And there is the village on the
Virgins’ Island.”
I nodded. “I want messengers sent out, to tell everyone of the change of
government and a warning to beware of the Nameless Horror. It is abroad;
it may appear anywhere. Have the people in the rural districts gather
food and bar their homes, stay indoors. Sonya, who has been in charge of
organizing the army?”
She named him, but it transpired that there had been nothing at all
done, as yet, except a manufacturing of the weapons of war.
“Send him to me,” I ordered. “And the leader of the scientists—he has
been in charge of the manufacturing? I want to see him also.”
Crowded hours! And I could not leave those girls on the Virgins’ Island;
a few of them had remained there with the old women and children. I
ordered them all brought in; ordered such of them as could to return to
their former homes; the others were to be quartered in the castle.
Hours of swift, decisive commands followed. And there was no one in that
busy castle, save possibly Sonya, who realized how I was groping. The
government I had seized—_I_ was the king now—a simple, primative
organization, but to me, so ignorant of its workings, it seemed complex
indeed.
But I was learning. One by one, I had the leaders of its various
departments brought before me, and from each, though they did not
realize it, I learned a little more.
They were all very human. None were very hostile to the virgins; many
now hoped they would be given their way.
All were afraid of the Nameless Horror, but all loved their prince very
dearly. It seemed that I would have no trouble with internal conditions.
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