"I promised that none of you would escape my anger," Leto said.
She jerked her attention up to his face. "Yes, Lord." And now her manner revealed personal fear.
"None can escape me, not even the futile colony you've recently planted at.. " And Leto reeled off for her the standard chart coordinates of a new colony the lxians had planted secretly far beyond what they thought were the reaches of his Empire.
She betrayed no surprise. "Lord, I think it was because I warned them you would know of this that I was chosen as Ambassador."
Leto studied her more carefully. What have we here:' he wondered. Her observation had been subtle and penetrating. The lxians. he knew, had thought distance and enormously magnified transportation costs would insulate the new colony. Hwi Noree thought not and had said so. But she believed her masters had chosen her as Ambassador because of this-a comment on the Ixian caution. They thought they had a friend at court here, but one who also would he seen as Leto's friend. He nodded as the pattern took shape. Quite early in his ascendancy he had revealed to the lxians the exact location of the supposedly secret Ixian Core, the heartland of' the technological federation which they governed. It had been a secret the lxians thought safe because they paid gigantic bribes for it to the Spacing Guild. Leto had winkled them out by prescient observation and deduction-and by consulting his memories, where there were more than a few lxians.
At the time, Leto had warned the lxians that he would punish them if they acted against him. They had responded with consternation and accused the Guild of betraying them. This had amused Leto and he had responded with such a burst of laughter that the lxians were abashed. He had then informed them in a cold and accusatory tone that he had no need of' spies or traitors or other ordinary trappings of government.
Did they not believe he was a god?
For a time thereafter, the lxians were responsive to his requests. Leto had not abused the relationship. His demands were modest-a machine for this, a device for that. He would state his needs and presently the lxians would deliver the required technological toy. Only once had they tried to deliver a violent instrument into one of his machines. He had slain the entire Ixian delegation before they could even unwrap the thing.
Hwi Noree waited patiently while Leto mused. Not the slightest sign of impatience surfaced.
Beautiful, he thought.
In view of his long association with the lxians, this new stance sent the juices coursing through Leto's body. Ordinarily, the passions, crises and necessities which had produced and
impelled him burned low. He often felt that he had outlived his times. But the presence of a Hwi Noree said he was needed. This pleased him. Leto felt that it might even be possible that the Ixians had achieved a partial success with their machine to amplify the linear prescience of a Guild navigator. A small blip in the flow of great events might have escaped him. Could they really make such a machine? What a marvel that would be' Purposefully, he refused to use his powers for even the smallest search through this possibility. wish to be surprised.'
Leto smiled benignly at Hwi. "How have they prepared you to woo me?" he asked.
She did not blink. "I was provided with a set of memorized responses for particular exigencies," she said. "I learned them as I was required, but I do not intend to use them."
Which is exactly what they want, Leto thought.
"Tell your masters," he said, "that you are precisely the right kind of bait to dangle in front of me."
She bowed her head. "If it pleases my Lord."
"Yes, you do."
He indulged himself then in a small temporal probe to examine Hwi's immediate future, tracing the threads of her past through this. Hwi appeared in a fluid future, a current whose movements were susceptible to many deflections. She would know Siona in only a casual way unless... Questions flowed through Leto's mind. A Guild steersman was advising the lxians and he obviously had detected Siona's disturbance in the temporal fabric. Did the steersman really believe he could provide security against the God Emperor's detection?
The temporal probe took several minutes, but Hwi did not fidget. Leto looked at her carefully. She seemed timeless outside of time in a deeply peaceful way. He had never before encountered a common mortal able to wait thus in front of him without some nervousness.
"Where were you born, Hwi?" he asked.
"On Ix itself, Lord."
"I mean specifically-the building, its location, your parents, the people around you, friends and family, your schooling-all of it."
"I never knew my parents, Lord. I was told they died while I was still an infant."
"Did you believe this?"
"At first... of course. Later, I built fantasies. I even imagined that Malky was my father... but..." She shook her head.
"You did not like your Uncle Malky?"
"No, I didn't. Oh, I admired him."
"My reaction precisely," Leto said. "But what of your friends and your schooling'?"
"My teachers were specialists, even some Bene Gesserit were brought in to train me in emotional control and observation. Malky said I was being prepared for great things."
"And your friends?"
"I don't think I ever had any real friends-only people who were brought in contact with me for specific purposes in my education."
"And these great things for which you were trained, did anyone ever speak of those'?"
"Malky said I was being prepared to charm you, Lord."
"How old are you, Hwi?"
"I don't know my exact age. I guess I'm about twenty-six. I've never celebrated a birthday. I only learned about birthdays by accident, one of my teachers giving an excuse for her absence. I never saw that teacher again."
Leto found himself fascinated by this response. His observations provided him with certainty that there had been no Tleilaxu interventions into her Ixian flesh. She had not come from a Tleilaxu axlotl tank. Why the secrecy, then'?
"Does your Uncle Malky know your age'?"
"Perhaps. But I haven't seen him for many years."
"Didn't anyone ever tell you how old you were'?" 'No.
"Why do you suppose that is'?"
"Maybe they thought I'd ask if I were interested."
"Were you interested'?"
"Yes."
"Then why didn't you ask?"
"I thought at first there might be a record somewhere. I looked. There was nothing. I reasoned then that they would not answer my question."
"For what it tells me about you, Hwi, that answer pleases me very much. I, too, am ignorant of your background, but I can make an enlightened guess at your birthplace."
Her eyes focused on his face with a charged intensity which had no pretense in it.
"You were born within this machine your masters are trying to perfect for the Guild," Leto said. "You were conceived there, as well. It may even be that Malky was your father. That is not important. Do you know about this machine, Hwi'?"
"I'm not supposed to know about it, Lord. but..."
"Another indiscretion by one of your teachers?"
"By my uncle himself."
A burst of laughter erupted from Leto. "What a rogue!" he said. "What a charming rogue!"
"Lord?"
"This is his revenge on your masters. He did not like being removed from my court. He told me at the time that his replacement was less than a fool."
Hwi shrugged. "A complex man, my uncle."
"Listen to me carefully, Hwi. Some of your associations here on Arrakis could be dangerous to you. I will protect you as I can. Do you understand'?"
"I think so, Lord." She stared up at him solemnly.
"Now, a message for your masters. It is clear to me that they have been listening to a Guild steersman and they have joined themselves to the Tleilaxu in a perilous fashion. Tell them for me that their purposes are quite transparent."
"Lord, I have no knowledge of..."
" am aware of how they use you, Hwi. For this reason you may tell your masters also that you arc to be the permanent Ambassador to my court. I will not welcome another Ixian. And should your masters ignore my warnings. trying further interference with my wishes, I shall crush them."