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Chapters (42)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. City of Saints and Madmen
  5. Dradin, in Love
  6. 1
  7. The Hoegbotton Guide to the Early History of the City of Ambergris
  8. 1
  9. The Cage
  10. 1
  11. The Transformation of Martin Lake
  12. The Strange Case of X
  13. Shriek: An Afterword
  14. AN AFTERWORD TO THE EARLY HISTORY OF AMBERGRIS
  15. PART I
  16. 1
  17. 5
  18. PART II
  19. 1
  20. 4
  21. A (BRIEF) AFTERWORD BY SIRIN
  22. Finch
  23. MONDAY
  24. 1
  25. TUESDAY
  26. 1
  27. WEDNESDAY
  28. 1
  29. THURSDAY
  30. 1
  31. FRIDAY
  32. 1
  33. SATURDAY
  34. 1
  35. SUNDAY
  36. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  37. Illustration credits
  38. NOTES
  39. Notes 2
  40. Also by Jeff Vandermeer
  41. A Note About the Author
  42. Newsletter Sign-up

That night, Cappan Aquelus made his way back to the surface on his hands and knees, his hair a shocking white and his eyes plucked from him; they would never, even posthumously, be returned to him. Weak with hunger and delirium, Aquelus soon recovered under the personal ministrations of his wife, who was also a noted surgeon. Like Manzikert I, he would never discuss what had happened to him. Unlike Manzikert I, he would rule again, but in the three days of his absence, the dynamics of power had undergone a radical shift. His Cappaness had proven herself quite capable of governing and had demonstrated remarkable toughness in the face of catastrophe. The Cappandom was also indebted to the Menite King for his help.

Finally, not only had Aquelus been blinded, but even many of his own ministers concluded that his underground adventure had been an act of rashness and/or cowardice. Never again would Aquelus be the sole ruling authority; from now on it would be his wife who, backed by her father, ruled in matters of defense and foreign diplomacy. More and more, Aquelus would oversee building projects and provide valuable advice to his wife. That she ever intended to usurp the cappanship is unlikely, but once she had it, the people would not let her abdicate it.

The problem went deeper than this, however. Although Aquelus had sacrificed his sight for them—indeed, many have speculated that Aquelus reached a pact with the mushroom dwellers that saved the city—the people no longer trusted him, and would never regain their former love for him. That he had gone below and survived when so many had not was proof enough for the common naval cadet that their Cappan had conspired with the enemy. Tales circulated that he snuck out at midnight to seek counsel with the mushroom dwellers. It was said that a tunnel had been dug from his private chambers to the mushroom dwellers’ underground lair. Most ridiculous of all, some claimed that Aquelus was actually a doppelganger, made of fungus, under the mushroom dwellers’ control; he had, after all, forbidden anyone from attacking them.

The latter part of Aquelus’s “reign” was marked by increasingly desperate attempts to regain the respect of his subjects. To this end, he would have himself led out into the city disguised as a blind beggar and listen to the common laborers and merchants as they walked by his huddled form. He also gave away huge sums of money to the poor, so seriously draining the treasury that Irene was forced to order a halt to his largesse. Aquelus’s spending, combined with the promises made to entice people to settle in Ambergris, led to the selling of titles and, in later years, a landed aristocracy that would prove a constant source of treasonous ambition.