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She let her breath trickle out through pursed lips。 〃You don't…deal in small change； do you？〃 She wondered where the phrase about hearts leaping up came from。 It felt far more like the bottom dropping out of her stomach。 Her consciousness of her own body shot up with a lurch； she was already overwhelmingly conscious of his。
He shook his head。 〃That's not what I want； for you； with you。 You should have the best。 I'm hardly that； you must know by now。 But at least I can offer you the best that I have。 Dear C…mander； am I too sudden； by Betan standards？ I've been waiting for days； for the right opportunity； but there never seemed to be one。〃
〃Days！ How long have you been thinking along these lines？〃
〃It first occurred to me when I saw you in the ravine。〃
〃What； throwing up in the mud？〃 He grinned at that。 〃With great posure。 By the time we finished burying your officer； I knew。〃
She rubbed her lips。 〃Anybody ever tell you you're a lunatic？〃
〃Not in this context。〃
〃I…you've confused me。〃
〃Not offended you？〃
〃No； of course not。〃
He relaxed just slightly。 〃You needn't say yes or no right now； of course。 It will be months before we're home。 But I didn't want you to think…it makes things awkward； your being a prisoner。 I didn't want you to think I was offering you an insult。〃
〃Not at all；〃 she said faintly。
〃There are some other things I should tell you；〃 he went on； his attention seemingly caught by his boots again。 〃It wouldn't be an easy life。 I have been thinking； since I met you； that a career cleaning up after the failures of politics； as you phrased it； might not be the highest honor after all。 Maybe I should be trying to prevent the failures at their source。 It would be more dangerous than soldiering…chances of betrayal； false charges； assassination； maybe exile； poverty； death。 Evil promises with bad men for a little good result； and that not guaranteed。 Not a good life； but if one had children…better me than them。〃
〃You sure know how to show a girl a good time；〃 she said helplessly； rubbing her chin and smiling。
Vorkosigan looked up； uncertain of his hope。
〃How does one set about a political career； on Barrayar？〃 she asked； feeling her way。 〃I presume you're thinking of following in your grandfather Prince Xav's steps； but without the advantage of being an Imperial prince； how do you get an office？〃
〃Three ways。 Imperial appointment； inheritance； and rising through the ranks。 The Council of Ministers gets its best men through the last method。 It's their great strength； but closed to me。 The Council of Counts； by inheritance。 That's my surest route； but it waits on my father's death。 It can just go on waiting。 It's a moribund body anyway； afflicted with the narrowest conservatism； and stuffed with old relics only concerned with protecting their privileges。 I'm not sure anything can be done with the Counts in the long run。 Perhaps they should finally be allowed to dodder over the brink of extinction。 Don't quote that；〃 he added as an afterthought。
〃It's the weirdest design for a government。〃
〃It wasn't designed。 It grew。〃
〃Maybe what you need is a constitutional convention。〃
〃Spoken like a true Betan。 Well； perhaps we do； although it sounds like a prescription for civil war； in our context。 That leaves Imperial appointment。 It's quick； but my fall could be as sudden and spectacular as my rise； if I should offend the old man； or he dies。〃 The light of battle was in his eyes as he spoke； planning。 〃My one advantage with him is that he enjoys plain speaking。 I don't know how he acquired the taste for it； because he doesn't get much of it。
〃Do you know； I think you'd like politics； at least on Barrayar。 Maybe because it's so similar to what we call war； elsewhere。
〃There is a more immediate political problem； though； with respect to your ship； and some other things。。。〃
He paused； losing momentum。 〃Maybe…maybe an insoluble one。 It really may be premature for me to be discussing marriage until I know which way it's going to fall out。 But I couldn't let you go on thinking…what were you thinking； anyway？〃
She shook her head。 〃I don't think I want to say； just now。 I'll tell you someday。 It's nothing you'll dislike； I don't believe。〃
He accepted that with a little hopeful nod； and went on。 〃Your ship…〃
She frowned uneasily。 〃You won't be getting into any trouble over my ship getting away； will you？〃
〃It was just the situation we were on our way out here to prevent。 The fact that I was unconscious at the time should be a mitigating factor。 Balancing that are the views I aired at the Emperor's council。 There's bound to be suspicion I let it escape on purpose； to sabotage an adventure I deeply disapprove。〃
〃Another demotion？〃
He laughed。 〃I was the youngest admiral in the history of our fleet…I might end up the oldest ensign； too。 But no；〃 he sobered。 〃There will almost certainly be a charge of treason laid； by the war party in the Ministries。 Until that's settled； one way or another；〃 he met her eyes； 〃it may be difficult to settle any personal affairs either。〃
〃Is treason a capital crime on Barrayar？〃 she asked； morbidly curious。
〃Oh； yes。 Public exposure and death by starvation。〃 He raised a quizzical eyebrow at her appalled look。 〃If it's any consolation； high…born traitors always seem to be smuggled some neat means to private suicide； before the event。 It saves stirring up any unnecessary public sympathy。 I think I should not give them the satisfaction； though。 Let it be public； and messy； and tedious； and embarrassing as all hell。〃 He looked alarmingly fey。
〃Would you sabotage the invasion； if you could？〃
He shook his head； eyes going distant。 〃No。 I am a man under authority。 That's what the syllable in front of my name means。 While the question is still being debated； I'll continue to argue my case。 But if the Emperor puts his word to the order； I'll go without question。 The alternative is civil chaos； and we've had enough of that。〃
〃What's different about this invasion？ You must have favored Komarr； or they wouldn't have put you in charge of it。〃
〃Komarr was a unique opportunity； almost a textbook case。 When I was designing the strategy for its conquest； I made maximum use of those chances。〃 He ticked off the points on his thick fingers。 〃A small population； all concentrated in climate…controlled cities。 No place for guerillas to fall back and regroup。 No allies…we weren't the only ones whose trade was being strangled by their greedy tariffs。 All I had to do was let it leak out that we were going to drop their twenty…five percent cut of everything that passed through their nexus points to fifteen； and the neighbors that should have supported them fell into our pockets。 No heavy industry。 Fat and lazy from living off unearned ine…they didn't even want to do their own fighting； until those scraggly mercenaries they'd hired found out what they were up against； and turned tail。 If I'd had a free hand； and a little more time； I think it could have been taken without a shot being fired。 A perfect war； it should have been； if the Council of Ministers hadn't been so impatient。〃 Remembered frustrations played themselves out before his eye