the T'ai Kung said: "Generals have five critical talents... What we refer to as these five talents are courage, wisdom, benevolence, trustworthiness, and loyalty. If he is courageous he cannot be overwhelmed. If he is wise he cannot be forced into turmoil. If he is benevolent he will love his men. If he is trustworthy he will not be deceitful. If he is loyal he will not be of two minds." --from "A Discussion of Generals" T'ai Kung's Six Secret Teachings Joan of Arc, as she is called in the shadow where I gained my degrees in botany and bio-engineering, is known for her unfailing loyalty to her country and king, as well as her god, even though all three failed her in the end, and she was burned to death at the stake for her troubles. It is undeniable from a historical perspective that she was an enormously important link in putting her king on his throne and keeping her country intact. What is questioned is her sanity. That is the only unsatisfying element in what is otherwise a very good story; that and her ultimate betrayal by her own countrymen. Well, I don't hear voices, though I do have a talking sword. And I'm open to betrayal on a hundred fronts at the moment. I only hope that when Finndo captures me, he doesn't burn me at the stake, and I hope that Random doesn't leave me to rot in Amber's dungeons forever. Of course, that's the pessimistic viewpoint. I'm not really sure what the optimistic one would be, I'm that far removed from it. Let us count my openings for betrayal. Cameron is very likely going to sell us out. I do not find it a good omen that Robert Farkensworth was a shadow of Cameron. I have a plan for dealing with that, though. I'm not sure I should bother clearing it with Random, either, for fear he won't like it. Sandr is working his own devious plans, and that's a betrayal in and of itself; whether he sides with Finndo or not, having to fight against him too is not going to help a thing. Ulysses won't get involved, it appears, though he may be willing to give a trump gate or two, since I've given him the run of Foil... and my daughter in the process. Good grief. I cannot believe that child. But she is technically grown up. I left home when I was 13, after all, and she's a year older than that. Of course, I was better able to take care of myself. I think. It's hard to say, exactly, if she is incapable. She doesn't make the same choices, that's for certain. But... Ulysses! Then there's the front of my parents. Fiona is most likely not going to side with me, especially after she finds out what I did today. Especially not after I attempt to negotiate a little something on behalf of Random with Chaos-- more specifically, my father's house. God, that's weird. It's beyond weird, in fact. I have to wonder what kind of man my father could be, to attract Fiona. Of course, I'm probably wrong in thinking of her as a cold fish. She's a redhead, after all, and it's apparent by my presence that she's not half as cold as I. As for my father, whatever he may be called, he may very well laugh in the face of whatever Random can offer, and call me "country mouse" in a much less amused fashion than Lyria did. As I have noted before, I'm no one's ideal daughter. Lyria is a prime source of betrayal, too. She's in the midst of my camp, and who is to say that Finndo does not have allies among Chaos? Then there is the problem of Benedict. I most decidedly can't lead an army against Benedict with any hope of success, and I'm sure Archimedes isn't going to do a whole lot better, considering... it's *Benedict* after all. If Benedict decides to stay out of it, that would be good, but if he comes in, and not on our side, we're toast. Caine... I think I can deal with him, if my other plan works out, or else I can't. I've got a fifty-fifty chance there, but at least it's a chance. But Corwin? Gerard? Julian? These things are supposed to be up to Random, of course, but what is he doing? I don't think me and a shadow army with a possibly alliance from Chaos and a thin chance of inspiring Caine's help are going to be enough to put Random back in Amber. A simple assassination would make things so much easier. I just hope Joan of Arc is the wrong parallel to make.