I knew confronting Jade would be dangerous.
My angle was to find out what I could about her activities pertaining
to Merlin. If I could learn something damaging she might well try to
capture me, or worse, to keep me from talking. I'd need some sort of
defense.
I wrote out a quick note to Quinn and slipped it into my scabbard. If
Jade insisted on speaking to me alone I would give my sword and
scabbard to Quinn with instructions to draw my sword if I did not
return. The message would relate my suspicions and the reason for my
detention to Corwin. That should be enough to prompt the sort of
action that might catch Jade off guard.
It would be even better to escape capture if things went sour with
Jade. To this end I cast a complex combination of
Deceptions of an
All too Common Nature, A Total
and Unexplained Disappearance, and
A Precisely Occurring Event
which would buy me some time by creating a
double of me for Jade to battle while I remained safely invisible.
The triggering event would be my quick leap backwards. You can never
be too careful.
That complete, I concentrated on the card. I felt the card getting
cold. Soon I was gazing upon Jade.
I was a little surprised. We had just been discussing the notion of
Jade's potential ability to use the Dreamline to effect dreams. She
was not reading my mind, but she was certainly spying on us.
"Possibly, but I have a different idea. Would you like to talk about
this in person?"
As Jade considered it Locke took hold of my arm and joined the mental
contact. The connection wavered for a moment, but did not break. She
looked me over trying to read my intentions. I let a benevolent smile
slowly slip into my face. It was a habit to use charm to put the
people I deal with at ease.
"All right, Simon. I will call you back shortly."
She cut off the contact. I wondered if she was using this time to
prepare magical defenses or to Trump contact an ally. If only I could
have spied on her right then. If we did end up capturing her by force
I'd have to be sure to use
Visions from the Posterior of the Mind
to find out what she'd done during this break. Soon I felt the tingle of
a Trump call request.
Jade yanked both Locke and I through so hard I stumbled a little upon
passing through the card. We were in a large room that was clinically
clean and had a great deal of workspace. I located some sort of
device that I was pretty sure functioned as a portal. I made a note
to watch it for unwanted guests. Jade backed away from us uneasily
and settled down a safe distance away. I wasn't used to conducting
conversations at the distance of about 25 feet, but my voice was
plenty loud for the task. I stood with Locke just behind and to my
right.
"I'm going to tell you right off that I will not offer you the
Random's Jewel of Judgment."
"Well then, this will be a short conversation." she replied.
First, I hinted at a plan that I'd thought of that might bring Eric
back without requiring an assault on Random. Of course my plan was
flawed in that it might well be twice as hard to accomplish than
getting the Jewel from Random, but it was another option. It seemed
to draw Jade's attention back to negotiation. Then, I began explaining
my offer. I suggested that a full trade of all my knowledge for all
of hers. At first she laughed it off. Eventually, I could tell she
was considering it. The problem was the price. She valued her
information to be worth so much more than mine. Jade conjured up
drinks for herself and for us. I toyed with my drink, but didn't
drink any for it was likely to be drugged. Locke didn't even touch
his glass. Jade counter-offered that we trade information on a piece
by piece basis. This was not acceptable. I showed no interest in it
at all. This seemed to catch Jade off guard. Didn't I want to know
all about the Dreamline? I'm sure there were other juicy bits of info
she thought I'd be just dying to find out. I told her to think about
it. I had her on the hook. Who knows maybe curiosity would do the
trick. We discussed how to contact her. She bluffed having a Trump
of me, but eventually admitted she couldn't contact me, and she
herself was hard to reach. I shrugged it off as if contacting her was
only of minor importance to me anyhow.
I drew the Trump of Castle Amber from my deck.
"Plan on seeing me again, Jade." Locke said menacingly before we
departed.
Our next stop would be to question Rinaldo.