Three weeks. Rather too long a time to pretend to be asleep without openly insulting her patron. Though Isana knew her value to the Aquitaines, and knew that she could afford to avoid the usual fawning and scraping such powerful patrons required, there were limits she would be ill-advised to press. Consequently, she opened her eyes.
Lady Aquitaine curled her rich mouth into a smile. "I thought you would appreciate the information. You'd look rather silly sitting there with your eyes closed the whole way."
"Of course not, my lady," Isana said. "Why would I do such a thing?"
Invidia's eyes hardened for a moment. Then she said, "I am given to understand that you plan a small reunion with your family in Ceres."
"After the meeting with the League, of course," Isana said. "I have been assured of alternate travel arrangements back to Calderon if my plans should inconvenience you."
Invidia's cool features blossomed into a small, even genuine, smile. "Hardly anyone fences with me anymore, Isana. I've actually looked forward to this trip."
"As have I, my lady. I have missed my family."
Invidia laughed again. "I shall ask little of you beyond our visits with my supporters and the League meeting," she said. Then she tilted her head to one side and leaned forward slightly. "Though you have not been apprised of the meeting's agenda."
Isana tilted her head.
"Gracchus Albus and his staff have been invited to attend."
"The Senator Primus, " she murmured. Then her eyes widened. "The emancipation proposal to the Senate?"
Lady Aquitaine sighed. "If only the rest of the League perceived the significance as well as you."
"They should spend time running a steadholt," Isana said, her tone wry. "It makes one acutely aware of the extended consequences of small but significant actions."
The High Lady moved one shoulder in a shrug. "Perhaps you are correct."
"Will Gracchus support the proposal?"
"He has never been a foe of the abolitionist movement. His wife, daughter, and mistresses assure me that he will," Lady Aquitaine said.
Isana frowned. She disapproved of such manipulations, though it was the Dianic League's first and favorite tool. "And the Senate?"
"Impossible to say for certain," Lady Aquitaine said. "There is no knowing what debts may be called in on such an important issue. But enough to make a real fight of it. For the first time in Aleran history, Isana, we may abolish the institution of slavery. Forever."
Isana frowned in thought. It was indeed a worthy goal, and one that would rally the support of folk of conscience everywhere. Slaves in most of the Realm faced a grim lot in life-hard labor and little chance of ever working their way free, even though the law required owners to sell a slave's freedom should he ever earn his (or her) buying price. Female slaves had no recourse to the uses their bodies were put to, though neither did males, when it came to it. Children were all born free, legally at least, though most owners employed various forms of taxation or indenture for them, which amounted to outright enslavement from birth.
The laws of the Realm were supposed to protect slaves, to limit the institution to those who had been willing to enter bondage and who could, in time, repay their indenture and walk free again. But corruption and political influence allowed each High Lord virtually to ignore the laws and to treat slaves in whatever fashion each saw fit. In the time since she had become Lady Aquitaine's ally in the Dianic League, Isana had learned more than she had ever dreamed about the abuses slaves suffered in much of the Realm. She had thought her own encounter with the slaver Kord was nightmarish enough to last a lifetime. She had been sickened to learn that in much of the rest of the Realm, his conduct was but marginally worse than average.
The Dianic League, an organization consisting solely of female Citizens of the Realm-those with status, influence, but little actual, legal power-had struggled for years to engender support for the abolishment of slavery. For the first time, they were in a position to cause it to be, for while the High Lords and the First Lord controlled the military assets of the Realm, the criminal codes of Alera, and the enforcement of civil law, it was left to the elected Senate to create and administer those laws.
Slavery had been a civil institution since its inception, and the Senate had the power to pass new laws regarding slavery-or to abolish it altogether. The Dianic League considered it the first step toward gaining legal parity for the women of the Realm.
Isana frowned. Though Lady Invidia had always been true to her word and her obligations as patron, Isana harbored no illusions that she had any personal interest in emancipation. Even so, it was difficult for Isana to resist the inherent lure in the accomplishment of such a dream, the destruction of such an injustice.
But then, she was hardly in any condition to think with the cool, detached logic required by politics. Not with a reunion with her loved ones so near at hand. Isana wanted nothing so much as to see Tavi again, whole and well-though the uncomfortable silences resulting from slips in conversation, when one of them mentioned something loosely related to politics or loyalty, made it a somewhat bittersweet proposition. She wanted to speak with her brother again. Between running the steadholt and the infrequent but regular voyages from her home on behalf of Invidia Aquitaine, there had been fewer and fewer opportunities to get together with her little brother. She missed him.
The irony in traveling halfway across the Realm to break bread with them again-and taken there by the Aquitaines, no less-was not lost on Isana. Neither was the sobering reality that she had brought it all upon herself, by allying herself with her current patron, one with ruthless, ambitious designs upon the Crown.
Even so, Isana forced herself to push her family from her thoughts and regard the situation with detached intellect. What did the Aquitaines have to gain by outlawing slavery?
"This isn't about freedom," she murmured aloud. "Not for you. It's about crippling Kalare's economy. Without slave labor, he'll never profit from his farmlands. He'll be too busy fighting to remain solvent to rival your husband for the Crown. "
Lady Aquitaine stared at Isana for a moment, her expression unreadable.
Isana did not let her eyes waver from her patron's. "Perhaps it's just as well that many in the League do not perceive as much as I do."
Lady Aquitaine's expression remained detached. "Do I have your support-and confidence-in the matter or not?"
"Yes. As I promised," Isana said. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes again. "Nothing I do can stop you from scheming. If some good can be accomplished along the way, I see no reason not to attempt it."