“Give Bean and Petra their babies. And save his life, if you can. He’s a good man who deserves better than to have you toy with him any longer.”

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PAPERS

From: The Impaled One
To: HonestAbe%[email protected]/WriteToTheAuthor
Re: God help me

Sometimes you give advice assuming that no one will take it. I just hope the man upstairs will forgive me and still find a place for me. Meanwhile, tell the big guy he’s got to do something about the cup I broke.

From: PeterWiggin%[email protected]
To: Graff%[email protected]
Fwd: Re: God help me

Dear Hyrum,

As you’ll see from below, our Slavic friend has apparently offered suggestions to his government that they actually took, and he regrets it. Assuming that you’re the guy upstairs, I would guess this open encryption suggests he wants out. My sources last put him in Florida but if they’re watching him closely, they would have moved him to Idaho.

As for the cup he broke, I think he means that instead of Russia looking for a chance to attack Alai, they’ve made a deal with the Muslim League and while China looks south to fight India, Russia is going to move on Han Tzu from the north while the Turks move from the west, the Indonesians from Taiwan, and Virlomi’s insane invasion will go on over the mountains. Not so insane now.

However, on the chance that by “the big guy” Russian Boy meant somebody other than “the man upstairs,” he could only mean a certain giant we both know. I’ll confer with him and Mrs. Giant about what, if anything, we can do to deal with the situation.

Peter

Alai had given his orders, and now he was going to make sure he was out of Hyderabad when they were carried out. The Caliph could not be tainted with the arrest of his own wife.

But the Caliph could not be ruled by her, either. Alai knew that the wazirs of his council hated her; if he did not have her arrested by men loyal to him, then she would certainly be killed.

Later, after things had settled down, after she had regained her senses and stopped thinking she was unstoppable, he would take her out of prison. He could not release her in India—that was out of the question. Maybe Graff would take her. She wasn’t one of Ender’s Jeesh, but by the same reasoning Graff had used in his invitation, the world would certainly be a safer place with her gone from it, while a colony might be lucky to have someone of such ability and ambition at its head.

Meanwhile, without Virlomi there was no reason for him to govern from Hyderabad. He would continue to respect his treaty with India and withdraw his forces. Let them try to rebuild without Virlomi’s madness trying to throw them prematurely into war. India would not be in shape to mount a meaningful military campaign against anything more substantial than a flock of starlings for many years to come.