“Now the priests know that demons can shape change. They don’t know how many or which ones, but they know some can. They know that anyone that comes up to them could be a demon. They are highly nervous, to say the least. They are also convinced that Rupert was sent there to spy on them, and probably to sabotage or corrupt their mission.”
“This is preposterous!” Gastropé shouted again, getting up to pace dramatically. “If it was a demon, and if demons can shape change, then it couldn’t have been Rupert. It must have been some demon posing as Rupert! Jenn and Lenamare have both known the boy for years. There is no way he could have fooled them.” Damien shrugged; Antefalken didn’t look convinced.
“For magic’s sake! You Edwyrd! You’re his cousin!” They all looked at Edwyrd. “You should know...” Gastropé looked puzzled for a moment, remembering something. “More than that! Tizzy told us that you’re the boy’s father!” It was Edwyrd’s turn to do a double take. He looked at Gastropé in shock.
“Tizzy?” Antefalken spoke up. “Is that the demon traveling with you? Why didn’t anyone tell me? He and I are old friends! The mealy little cockroach didn’t even stop by to say hi!” Antefalken shook his head. It was then the import of Gastropé’s words seemed to sink in. “His father?” He looked very intently at Edwyrd. Obviously, he was thinking back to his meeting with Tom. Edwyrd just shook his head in his hands. Damien was staring directly at Edwyrd.
All of the people in the room were staring at him. They wanted answers. The ball was in his court. What was he going to say? Too much had already been revealed. Lies, he hated all the lies he was involved in. Maybe it was time to end some of them. He just didn’t know if he could trust these people.
Unfortunately, enough had been said that if he wasn’t honest now, none of them would trust him. If this Talarius was after them, and he could slay Rupert, a fourth order it appeared, with no problem, then Tom himself might need help. That didn’t even bring into account the archdemons. No, he was going to need allies if he was going to get himself and those he’d promised to protect out of harm’s way. He sighed.
“For one thing, Gastropé,” he said slowly, looking up to the wizard, “you should know to take everything Tizzy says with a grain of salt.” Gastropé just looked at him, waiting for him to defend Rupert’s humanity. The man was in for a bad surprise. “As for being my son, that’s a long story, which can wait to another time.” He might be willing to undo some lies, but that was one he wanted to straighten out with Rupert first. He didn’t want to mess with it and have word get to Rupert before he could talk to the boy himself.
Edwyrd stood at this point, all eyes following him. He guessed that Antefalken had an idea of what was coming, but he could tell that neither Damien nor Gastropé did. “What I’m about to reveal to you, must remain a secret. It must not leave this room. I can’t risk you revealing this to anyone without my express permission. Do you understand?” He looked at Gastropé’ intently.
Gastropé shrugged. “Certainly, you have my word. But why all the secrecy?”
He turned to Damien. “You want us to be allies, wizard? You want no secrets? Then you’ve got to swear to keep this secret amongst us. I, in turn will swear that I mean you no harm, and want to work with you. I also promise that keeping the secret won’t harm you or your city? Fair enough?”
Damien was really puzzled now, but he said. “Your statement seems fair enough. I swear it then, so long as it doesn’t compromise any previous oaths.”
“I hope it won’t, however,” he turned to Antefalken, “as I suspect our demonic friend here can guess I am prepared to enforce all these oaths, my own included.” He looked at the demon.
“You have mine, then, as long as you’re on our side.” Antefalken said.
Edwyrd smiled, “I’m on Rupert’s side, and Jenn’s, and his and Maelen’s I guess.” He pointed to Gastropé. Gastropé was completely out of the loop; at this point he was very puzzled.
“What is all this crazy secrecy about, Edwyrd? Just tell us.” Gastropé complained impatiently.
“Very well.” He looked at Gastropé’, “Talarius was right. He slew no imposter. Rupert is a demon.”
“What!” Gastropé’ said again. “This is ridiculous! How could he be a demon and you know it but none of us?” Gastropé was waving his hands above his head.
“I can know it very well. After all, you brought out the part about us being related.” Gastropé just looked at him, uncomprehending, not wanting to comprehend. Damien simply coughed behind him. “Gastropé, you are a good man, and I do like you, but you’re going to have to be a little more open minded on this demon question.”
“What are you talking about?” Gastropé wanted to know.
Edwyrd just smiled, somewhat sadly. “’Demon, attend! I am the Wizard Gastropé, and I shall be thy master. Cease this destruction at once, I command thee.’” Edwyrd said imitating Gastropé.
Gastropé just shook his head, “How could you know that? You weren’t even...” Finally, like a lead brick, it sank in. Gastropé sank to the couch, his eyes wide, his face draining of all color.
Edwyrd just shook his head. “Gastropé, you’ve really got to stop doing that. All that blood rushing from your head can’t be good for your brain.” He smiled as he said it, hoping the young wizard wouldn’t pass out again.
“So... what you’re saying is that you are the big demon? Tom?” Gastropé murmured.
“That’s what I’m saying.” Tom said matter-of-factly. He glanced at Damien who was shaking his head, as if finally putting pieces of a puzzle together.
“But... but... you don’t look like a demon. You don’t act like one either!” Gastropé was looking more lively as his protest gathered steam. “I mean, while we haven’t known each other that long, you’re a pretty nice guy. You act just like everyone else, you help out. You don’t go around doing demonic things. You’re just like a normal human! Demons aren’t like that at all!”
Tom shook his head sadly. “You’re right. I am just like a normal human. It also happens that everyone on this planet insists on calling me a demon, and forcing me to live by their rules. You people haven’t given me much choice in the matter.”
Gastropé was just shaking his head. “But demons are frightening, ugly, wicked and evil. They are the corruption of all that is good. The destruction of life and the personification of all that is wrong in the world.”
“No, Gastropé,” Tom shook his head once more. “We demons are but the mirrors of your fears. Our forms and our actions are the products of wizards’ twisted nightmares and imaginations. The greatest evils are not to be found in the Abyss, but rather within the hearts of men and women.”
Antefalken tilted his head, mumbling quietly to himself, smiling, “You haven’t met many demon princes have you?”
“Look there. In your fellow humans, if you would see true evil. For it is at the bidding of these individuals that demons act. It is their minds and beliefs that give demons form and power.” Edwyrd noted Antefalken squirming on his seat, wanting to interject some objections, Edwyrd glared at him though. He was making a point to the wizard and he didn’t need it undermined by a complicated reality.
“Are you saying that all demons are good and wizards bad?” Gastropé said, starting to bristle as the shock wore off.
“No. I’m not. There are some very good wizards. I think Jenn is good, Damien seems to be, and I think you are too. There are also evil wizards, like Exador,” Gastropé frowned, hating to have to agree. “Lenamare doesn’t strike me as a particularly nice fellow either. There are also evil demons. Possibly the archdemons we have to face here. Ramses the Damned perhaps. However, there are also good demons. Rupert is one. You yourself called him an innocent little kid. He is. He is just a child. A demon child, but still a child. He is exactly what he appears. The Rupert you know is the real Rupert. Do you seriously think he is evil?”