Sir Thursday(12)

She paused to sip her blood-red wine.

‘All of this together suggests that the Trustees, knowingly or not, are part of a plan to demolish the House and reduce it and everything else the Architect created into Nothing!’

‘The whole universe?’ asked Arthur.

‘The whole universe,’ said Dame Primus. ‘Though as yet we do not know who is behind this plot, or what they can possibly hope to gain. Lord Sunday or Superior Saturday are the obvious candidates … but then they too would be destroyed. Unless they have found a way to destroy only part of the House … it is a curious puzzle. Being only three parts of the Will, I lack significant knowledge. In any case, it matters not, for our strategy does not differ, whether we oppose the Trustees or some force behind them.’

‘What is “our” strategy?’ asked Arthur.

‘As it has been,’ said Dame Primus. ‘You will wrest the Fourth Key from Sir Thursday, the Fifth from Lady Friday, the Sixth from Superior Saturday, and the Seventh from Lord Sunday.’

‘That’s it?’ asked Arthur. ‘You call that a strategy?’

‘What did you expect from a frog-bear-fish?’ said Suzy under the table, just loud enough for only Arthur to hear her.

‘It is the grand strategy,’ replied Dame Primus stiffly. ‘Naturally there are details to be gone into. One of the first things that must be done is to restore the bounds of the Border Sea before it causes any more problems. Since you have decided to retain the Third Key, Arthur, this should be your next task.’

‘What do I have to do?’

‘Wednesday’s Dawn has identified thirty-seven thousand four hundred and sixty-two places where the Border Sea has impinged on the Secondary Realms or Nothing. In each case, you must use the power of the Key to force the Sea back to its proper place. Fortunately, you do not need to visit each location, as the power of the Third Key can be directed from Port Wednesday.’

‘But I’d have to use the Key thirty-seven thousand times,’ said Arthur. He looked at the crocodile ring on his finger. It didn’t appear to have changed at all since he’d used the Atlas. Then he lifted it really close, and could see that the gold had spread by the width of a hair and was now right on the fourth band. ‘I’d become a Denizen in no time. And I could never go home.’

‘This sentimental attachment to your original world and mortality is a serious weakness, Arthur,’ said Dame Primus. She leaned forward as she spoke, and Arthur felt his eyes drawn to her gaze. Her own eyes grew brighter, infused with a golden glow, and though she was not wearing her wings, Arthur could sense them rearing up behind her, increasing her majesty. He felt an almost overpowering urge to bow before her, because she was so beautiful and powerful.

‘The Border Sea must be brought within its bounds and only the Third Key can do it.’

Arthur tried to force his chin up, resisting the pressure to bow before the Will. It would be so easy to give in, to agree with whatever she wanted. But if he did, that would be the end of a boy named Arthur Penhaligon. He would be something else, no longer human.

But it would be so easy. … Arthur opened his mouth and then shut it again as something sharp pricked his knee.

The momentary pain enabled him to break eye contact with Dame Primus and he quickly looked down.

‘Let me think about it,’ said Arthur. It cost him an effort to even say that, but it worked. Dame Primus leaned back and the almost-visible aura of her wings diminished, and her face no longer seemed so unbearably beautiful.

Arthur took a sip of his orange juice and glanced under the table. Suzy was pushing another large needle through the lining of her outer coat, where it nestled with half-a-dozen others.

He took a deep breath and continued, ‘What’s your plan for me after the Border Sea is taken care of?’

‘Sir Thursday holds the Fourth Key,’ said Dame Primus. ‘As he commands the Glorious Army of the Architect and is a very powerful, volatile, and excessively violent Denizen, it would not be wise to confront him directly. Instead, we think it best if we employ agents to discover where Part Four of the Will has been imprisoned by Sir Thursday. Once we have found and released Part Four, then we can consider our next move. In the meantime, because of the danger from assassins, it would be best if you go to Port Wednesday under guard and work to contain the Border Sea with the Third Key.’

‘Right …’ said Arthur. He frowned and sipped his orange juice as he tried to figure out what he should do. The only thing he knew for sure was that if he wanted any chance of ever getting back to being normal, he had to avoid using the Keys. Obviously the Third Key needed to be used right now to get the Border Sea back under control. But Dame Primus could do that.