in where nature had let me down。 Its body was as long as my hand； and it had three sets of wings； each set in a different color。 There were a lot of legs underneath； pretty mismatched I'm afraid since they came from a dozen other insects and a lot of them got mashed or misplaced during construction。 Some other nice touches like a massive stinger； three eyes； a corkscrew tail and such…like were not lost on my rapt audience。 I had had the foresight to make the case of tinted plastic which blurred the contents nicely and hinted at rather than revealed them。
〃But you must see it more closely； your highness；〃 I said； snapping open the case while both of us swayed back and forth。 This was a difficult juggling act as I had to hold the case in the same hand as my wineglass； leaving my other hand free to grasp the monstrosity。 I plucked it out between thumb and forefinger and the King leaned close； the drink in his own glass slopping back and forth in his eagerness。 I squeezed just a bit with my thumb and the bug popped forward in lively fashion and dived into the King's glass。
〃Save it！ Save it！〃 I cried； 〃A valuable specimen！〃 I plunged my fingers in after it and chased it around and around。 Some of the drink slopped out staining Villelm's gilt…edged cuff。 A gasp went up and angry voices sounded。 Someone pulled hard at my shoulder。
〃Leave off you title…stealing clots！〃 I shouted； and pulled away roughly from the grasp。 The drowned insect flew out of my fingers and landed on the King's chest； from where it fell slowly to the floor； shedding wings； legs and other parts on the way。 I must have used a very inferior glue。 When I leaped to grab the dropping corpse the forgotten drink in my other hand splashed red and sticky onto the King's jacket。 A howl of anger went up from the crowd。
I'll say this much for the King； he took it well。 Stood there swaying like a tree in the storm； but offering no protest outside of mumbling； 〃I say 。 。 。 I say 。 。 。〃 a few times。 Not even when I rubbed the wine in with my handkerchief； treading on his toes by accident as the crowd behind pushed too close。 One of them pulled hard at my arm； then let go when I shrugged。 My arm struck against Villelm IX' s noble chest and his royal upper plate popped out on the floor to add to the fun。
Fun it was too； once the old boys got cleared away。 The younger nobility leaped to their majesty's defense and I showed them a thing or two about mix…it…up fighting that I had learned on a number of planets。 They made up in energy what they lacked in technique and we had a really good go…around。 Women screamed； strong men cursed and the King was half carried out of the fracas。 After that things got dirty and I did too。 I couldn't blame them； but that didn't stop me from giving just as good as I received。
My last memory is of a number of them holding me while another one hit me。 I got him in the face with the shoe on my free leg； but 'they grabbed that too and his replacement turned off all the limits。
Chapter 15
Uncivilized as my behavior had been； the jailers persisted in treating me in a most civilized fashion。 I grumbled about this and made their job as hard as possible。 I hadn't voluntarily entered prison in order to win a popularity contest。 Pulling all those gags on the poor old King had been a risk。 Lese…majeste is the sort of crime that is usually punishable by death。 Happily the civilizing influences of the League had penetrated darkest Freibur； and the locals now fell over backwards to show m〃 how law…abiding they were。 I would have none of it。 When they brought me a meal I ate it； then destroyed the dishes to show my contempt for this unlawful detention。
This was the bait。 The bruises I had suffered would be a small enough price to pay if my attempt at publicity paid off in the right quarters。 Without a doubt I was being discussed。 A figure of shame； a traitor to my class。 A violent man in a peaceful world； and a pugnacious； bative unpromising one at that。 In short I was all the things a good Freiburian detested； and the sort of a man Angelina should have a great deal of interest in。
In spite of its recent bloody past； Freibur was woefully short of roughneck manpower。 Not at the very lowest levels of course； the portside drinkeries were stuffed with muscle…bound apes with pinhead brains。 Angelina would be able to recruit allot those she needed。 But strongarm squads alone wouldn't win her a victory。 She needed allies and aid from the nobility； and from what I had seen this sort of talent was greatly lacking。 In my indirect manner I had displayed all the traits she would be interested in； doing it in such a way that she wouldn't know the show had been arranged only for her。 The trap was open； all she had to do was step into it。
Metal boomed as the turnkey rapped on the door。 〃You have visitors； Grav Diebstall；〃 he said； opening the inner grill。
〃Tell them to go to hell！〃 I shouted。 〃There's no one on this poxty planet I want to see。〃
Paying no attention to my request； he bowed in the governor of the prison and a pair of ancient types wearing black clothes and severe looks。 I did the best I could to ignore them。 They waited grimly until the guard had gone； then the skinniest opened a folder he was carrying and slowly drew out a sheet of paper with his fingertips。
〃I will not sign a suicide note so you can butcher me in my sleep；〃 I snarled at him。 This rattled him a bit； but he tried to ignore it。
〃That is an unfair suggestion；〃 he intoned solemnly。 〃I am the Royal Attorney and would never condone such an action。〃 All three of them nodded together as though they were pulled by one string； and the effect was so pulsive that I almost nodded myself。
〃I will not mit suicide voluntarily；〃 I said harshly to break the spell of agreement。 〃That is the last word that will be said on the subject。〃
The Royal Attorney had been around the courts long enough not to be thrown off his mark by this kind of obliquity。 He coughed； rattled the paper； and got back to basics。
〃There are a number of crimes you could be charged with young man；〃 he droned； with an intensely gloomy expression draped on his face。 I yawned； unimpressed。 〃I hope this will not have to be done；〃 he went on； 〃since it would only cause harm to all concerned。 The King himself does not wish to see this happen； and in fact has pressed upon me his earnest desire to have this affair ended quietly now。 His desire for peace has prevailed upon us all； and I am here now to put his wish into action。 B you will sign this apology； you will be placed aboard a starship leaving tonight。 The matter will be ended。〃
〃Trying to get rid of me to cover up your drunken brawls at the palace； hey？〃 I sneered。 The Attorney's face purpled but he controlled his temper with a magnificent effort。 If they threw me off the planet now everything was wasted。
〃You are being insulting； sir！〃 he snorted。 〃You are not without blame in this matter； remember。 I heartily remend that you accept the King's leniency in this tragic affair and sign that apology。〃 He handed the paper to me and I tore it to pieces。
〃Apologize？ Never！〃 I shouted at them。 〃I was merely defending my honor against your drunken louts and larcenous nobility； all descended from thieves who stole the titles rightly belonging to my family！〃
They left then； and the prison governor was the only one young and sturdy enough for me to help on the way with the toe of my shoe in the appropriate spot。 Everything was as it should be。 The door clanged shut behind themon a rebellious； cantankerous； belligerent son of the Freibur soil。 I had arranged things perfectly to bring me to the attention of Angelina。 But unless she became interested in me soon I stood a good chance of spending the rest of my days behind these grim walls。
Waiting has always been bad for my nerves。 I am a thinker during moments of peace； but a man of action most of the time。 It is one thing to prepare a plan and leap boldly into it。 It is another thing altogether to sit around a grubby prison cell wondering if the plan has worked or if there is a weak link in the chain of logic。