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The doctor finished dragging Vorkosigan through the guts of his dream machine； Vorkosigan politely managing to look only a little unsettled。
〃Want to hold her too； Aral？〃 Cordelia offered。
〃Quite all right；〃 he excused himself hastily。
〃Get some practice。 Maybe you'll need it someday。〃 They exchanged a look of their private hope； and he loosened up and permitted himself to be talked into it。
〃Hm。 I've held cats with more heft。 This isn't really my line。〃 He looked relieved when the medical men repossessed her to plete their technical log。
〃Um； let's see；〃 said the doctor。 〃This is the one we don't take to the Imperial Orphanage； right？ Where do we take her； after the observation period？〃
〃I've been asked to take care of that personally；〃 said Vorkosigan smoothly。 〃For the sake of her family's privacy。 I…Lady Vorkosigan and I； will be delivering her to her legal guardian。〃
The doctor looked extremely thoughtful。 〃Oh。 I see； sir。〃 He didn't look at Cordelia。 〃You're the man in charge of the project。 You can do what you like with them。 No one will ask any questions； I…I assure you； sir；〃 he said earnestly。
〃Fine； fine。 How long is the observation period？〃
〃Four hours； sir。〃
〃Good； we can go to lunch。 Cordelia； Sergeant？〃
〃Uh； may I stay here； sir？ I'm…not hungry。〃
Vorkosigan smiled。 〃Certainly； Sergeant。 Captain Negri's men can use the exercise。〃
On the way to the groundcar； Vorkosigan asked her； 〃What are you laughing about？〃
〃I'm not laughing。
〃Your eyes are laughing。 Twinkling madly； in fact。〃
〃It was the doctor。 I'm afraid we bined to mislead him； quite unintentionally。 Didn't you catch it？〃
〃Apparently not。〃
〃He thinks that kid we uncorked today is mine。 Or maybe yours。 Or perhaps both。 I could practically see the wheels turning。 He thinks he's finally figured out why you didn't open the stopcocks。〃
〃Good God。〃 He almost turned around。
〃No； no； let it go；〃 said Cordelia。 〃You'll only make it worse if you try to deny it。 I know。 I've been blamed for Bothari's sins before。 Just let him go on wondering。〃 She fell silent。 Vorkosigan studied her profile。
〃Now what are you thinking？ You've lost your twinkle。〃
〃Just wondering what happened to her mother。 I'm certain I met her。 Long black hair； named Elena； on the flagship…there could only have been one。 Incredibly beautiful。 I can see how she caught Vorrutyer's eye。 But so young； to deal with that sort of horror。。。〃
〃Women shouldn't be in bat；〃 said Vorkosigan； grimly glum。
〃Neither should men； in my opinion。 Why did your people try to cover up her memories？ Did you order it？〃
〃No； it was the surgeon's idea。 He felt sorry for her。〃 His face was tense and his eyes； distant。
〃It was the damndest thing。 I didn't understand it at the time。 I do now； I think。 When Vorrutyer was done with her…and he outdid himself on her； even by his standards…she was catatonic。 I…it was too late for her； but that's when I decided to kill him； if it happened again； and to hell with the Emperor's script。 First Vorrutyer； then the Prince； then myself。 Should have left Vorhalas in the clear。。。
〃Anyway； Bothari…begged the body from him； so to speak。 Took her off to his own cabin。 Vorrutyer assumed； to continue torturing her； presumably in imitation of his sweet self。 He was flattered； and left them alone。 Bothari fuzzed his monitors； somehow。 Nobody had the foggiest idea what he was doing in there； every minute of his off duty time。 But he came to me with this list of medical supplies he wanted me to sneak to him。 Anesthetic salves； some things for treatment of shock； really a well…thought…out list。 He was good at first aid； from his bat experience。 It occurred to me then that he wasn't torturing her； he just wanted Vorrutyer to think so。 He was insane； not stupid。 He was in love； in some weird way； and had the mother…wit not to let Vorrutyer guess。〃
〃That doesn't sound altogether insane； under the circumstances；〃 she mented； remembering the plans Vorrutyer had had for Vorkosigan。
〃No； but the way he went about it…I caught a glimpse or two。〃 Vorkosigan blew out his breath。 〃He took care of her in his cabin…fed her； dressed her； washed her…all the while keeping up this whispered dialogue。 He supplied both halves。 He had apparently worked out this elaborate fantasy in which she was in love with him； married in fact…a normal sane happy couple。 Why shouldn't a madman dream of being sane？ It must have terrified the hell out of her during her periods of consciousness。〃
〃Lord。 I feel almost as sorry for him as I do for her。〃
〃Not quite。 He slept with her； too； and I have every reason to believe he didn't limit that marriage fantasy thing to just words。 I can see why； I suppose。 Can you imagine Bothari getting within a hundred kilometers of such a girl under any normal circumstances？〃
〃Mm； hardly。 The Escobarans fielded their best against you。〃
〃But that； I believe； is what he chose to try and remember from Escobar。 It must have taken incredible strength of will。 He was in therapy for months。〃
〃Whew；〃 breathed Cordelia； haunted by the visions his words conjured。 She was glad she would have a few hours to settle before seeing Bothari again。 〃Let's go get that drink now； all right？〃
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Summer was waning when Vorkosigan proposed a trip to Bonsanklar。 They were about half packed on the morning selected when Cordelia looked out of their front bedroom window； and said in a constricted voice； 〃Aral？ A flyer just landed out front and there are six armed men getting out of it。 They're spreading out all over your property。〃
Vorkosigan； instantly alert； came to her side to look； then relaxed。 〃It's all right。 Those are Count Vortala's men。 He must be ing to visit my father。 I'm surprised he found time to break away from the capital just now。 I heard the Emperor's been keeping him jumping。〃
A few minutes later a second flyer landed beside the first； and Cordelia had her first view of Barrayar's new Prime Minister。 Prince Serg's description of him as a wrinkled clown was an exaggeration； but a just one； he was a lean man； shrunken with age but still moving briskly。 He carried a stick； but from the way he swung it around Cordelia guessed it was an affectation。 Clipped white hair fringed a bald and liver…spotted head that shone in the sunshine as he and a pair of aides； or bodyguards； Cordelia was not sure which； passed under her line of sight to the front door。
The two Counts were standing chatting in the front hall as Cordelia and Vorkosigan came down the stairs； the General saying； 〃Ah； here he es now。〃
Vortala looked them over with a bright and penetrating twinkle。 〃Aral； my boy。 Good to see you looking so well。 And is this your Betan Penthesileia？ Congratulations on a remarkable capture。 Milady。〃 He bent over her hand and kissed it with a sort of manic savoir faire。
Cordelia blinked at this description of herself； but managed a 〃How do you do； sir？〃 in return。 Vortala met her eyes calculatingly。
〃Nice that you could get away for a visit； sir；〃 said Vorkosigan。 〃My wife and I；〃 the phrase was emphasized in his mouth； like a sip of wine with a superior bouquet； 〃very nearly missed you。 I'm