"I see. And the others?"
"We have clues eliminating only three or fewer possibilities, or hearsay that leaves several answers open."
"And how would you answer the riddle at this very moment?" Jack asked.
"We can confirm the identities of the Red, Orange, Yellow, and Black lords. We suspect the identity of the Purple and Blue lords, and we don't know about the Green lord-"
"Just a moment," Jack said. "If you suspect the identity of Purple and Blue and you know the others, you must suspect Green's identity as well simply through the elimination of possibilities. If you're right about Purple and Blue, then Green must follow."
"But I don't know that I'm right about them," Illyth countered. "As for the kingdoms: we can confirm Red, Orange, Yellow, and Blue. We suspect Green and Black. And we're not certain of Purple."
"Good. Great!" Jack reached over and rifled back to Lady Carp's answers. "Red, Orange, and Yellow we know for a fact, and we see that Lady Carp's answers match ours. Therefore, the four errors she made must lie in these eight answers: the identities and kingdoms of the Green, Blue, Purple, and Black lords. We know the identity of the Black lord-which Lady Carp got wrong, by your notes-and the kingdom of the Blue Lord-another failure on her part.
"So, as far as our answer is concerned, Lady Carp made only two mistakes that we cannot account for, and those mistakes must lie in the identities of the Green, Blue, and Purple lords, and the kingdoms of the Green, Purple, and Black lords."
Illyth frowned in concentration, examining her notes with brow furrowed. "I see. You may be right, Jack. We could be very close. Lady Carp stated that Alcantar was the Green king, Erizum the Blue king, and Geciras the Purple king. But we know that Alcantar is Black, and we don't know who Carad is supposed to be… in fact, we have contradictory clues about Carad."
"Contradictory?" Jack looked at her notebook again. "Oh, you can scratch out that one. I made that up."
Illyth did a double take. "You did what?"
"'Carad is not the Green Lord.' I made up that clue, when I was trading clues by hearsay with somebody. Lord Ram, I believe."
"Hmmph. I received that clue from Lady Nightingale, who is Ram's date for the Game. What a mess you've made of this whole thing, Jack!"
The rogue smiled. "A good thing you discovered it, then. Look, we're almost here." The coach rolled up a short, steep street, halting in front of one of the city's theatres, rented out for the night by the Game organizers. He hopped out and helped Illyth down; they joined the throng of Game-goers waiting to enter.
Lords and ladies chatted gaily, bundled up in furs and heavy cloaks against the chilly weather. Jack and Illyth passed through the atrium, donned their masks, and joined the revelers milling around in the main lobby of the theater. The entire chamber was decorated in shades of blue. Azure arrases covered the walls, the ceiling overhead was painted to resemble clear sky, and the footmen and attendants were dressed in dark navy blue waistcoats.
"I see no sign of Tiger or Mantis," Illyth observed.
"Maybe they've given up their plotting. It would be a pleasant change simply to play the Game for once."
"I suggest that we should do what we can to examine our last remaining possibilities," Jack said. "Look for players you haven't spoken to before now, and see if their clues help to settle things."
Illyth nodded. The crowd began to shuffle toward the entrance to the theatre proper, filing out of the lobby and into the darkened auditorium. The chamber was small and intimate, filled with ornate boxes and stands that lined the walls. An usher greeted them and showed them to a small box low on the left-hand side. In a few minutes, the entire chamber was filled with masked Game players, continuing their conversations from outside, circling from box to box and leaning over the balustrades to gossip with each other. In the first box, high on the right wall, the Blue King sat enthroned, attended by guards in lacquered ceremonial armor.
"The play will interfere with the Game," Jack observed. "It seems as though the entertainment is not well thought out."
"Oh, no one really watches anyway," Illyth said. "When you go to the theater, it's all about talking to anyone seated nearby and speculating about who's been seated with whom and why."
"I thought you were a fan of the theater!"
"I am, but most people aren't." The curtain rose, and a couple of actors in ridiculous costumes marched out onto the stage and began a comic scene of some kind. Scattered Game-goers watched and laughed, applauding the clever lines, but most turned to their neighbors and continued their conversations as if nothing else was taking place.
Jack and Illyth cast about for some additional clues but failed to find anything definitive. In the meantime, the play-a short skit of only twenty minutes or so-came to an end, and the actors departed the stage. The Master Crafter Randall Morran took their place and raised his arms for attention.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Another contestant dares the Riddle of the Seven Faceless Lords!"
Illyth groaned. "Oh, no!"
Jack shook his head. "Wait and see," he said. "It might be nothing more than a series of guesses. We aren't finished yet."
This time, Lord Hawk and Lady Hare took the stage. Hawk, a rather short and unassuming fellow whose grand title seemed at odds with his appearance, cleared his throat and pulled out a small journal.
"Our solution: the Red Lord is Buriz of Pentar; the Orange Lord is Fatim of Septun; the Yellow Lord is Dubhil of Trile; the Green Lord is Carad of Quarra; the Blue Lord is Erizum of Unen; the Purple Lord is Geciras of Dues; and the Black Lord is Alcantar of Hexan." He finished with a confident smirk, evidently pleased with himself.
"Alas, my lord Hawk, your solution is erroneous in three respects," Morran said. He turned to face up to the box where the Blue Lord sat. "My lord king? Your judgment in this matter?"
The Blue Lord extended one arm and turned his thumb down.
Randall Morran laughed and turned to Lord Hawk and Lady Hare. "Off with your heads, then! You may unmask and remain for the rest of the evening's festivities, or you may leave now and protect your anonymity."
Hawk shrugged. "I'll stay," he said. "I want to see if anyone gets it right." He doffed his mask to a polite applause and helped Lady Hare down from the stage.
"You see? We are not done," Jack said. "Optimism is a virtue, my lady-Illyth?"
Illyth ignored him, rifling through her journal and hurriedly making notes. "Lady Carp said that Alcantar was the Green Lord," she muttered to herself, "but we know that he's the Black Lord. So that means that Carad, Geciras, and Erizum are in some combination the Green, Blue, and Purple Lords, since we have confirmed the identities of four others. Lord Hawk said that the Orange Lord ruled Septun, but we know that he rules Quarra. That means that Green, Purple, and Black must rule Hexan, Septun, and Dues…"
"Are you onto something?"
"Quiet! Lady Carp made four errors… we know that Alcantar is the Black Lord, which is one of her errors- but we also know that Alcantar can't be the Green Lord as she said, so there is a second error! And we know the Blue Lord rules Unen, where Lady Carp said Dues. There are three mistakes. And thus when she said the Green Lord rules Unen, she made her fourth mistake." Illyth looked up from her journal. "Jack, I know all four errors in Lady Carp's solution."
Jack leaned over to study her journal. "Then you should mark in everything except those four errors in her solution as tried and confirmed, and add it to the list of variables we have already confirmed. Now how does it look?"
"That confirms every lord except the Green Lord-who must be Carad since no other is left!" Illyth's voice rose in excitement. "And every kingdom except the Green Lord's, which must be Dues! Jack, I solved it!"