incident sweeter to Faeryl； who was simply glad she was no longer the drow everyone else was looking down their noses at。
〃Enough！〃 Aunrae Nasadra shouted； rapping her rune…covered staff upon the floor。 Even in such an impromptu meeting； the eldest and most powerful matron mother manded absolute respect； and the room fell silent。 〃This nonsense is the reason we face the bleak loss of our goddess's favor。 How can we expect Lolth to grant us her attention when we waste so much time and energy on such ridiculous discussions as who's stepped in the most rothé muck？〃 The matriarch walked among the others； peering at them all。 〃Whether or not House Melarn's progeny chooses to whore around with low…born males in the seamiest underbelly of Ched Nasad is of no concern to me。〃
Faeryl stole a glance at Halisstra； whose face was down in humiliation。
Matron Mother Nasadra paid neither of them any heed。
〃The streets are not safe for most drow；〃 she said。 〃We all know the extra precautions we had to take even to e here。 Our city is on the verge of disaster； mothers； and yet we must stand here and discuss the fate of a noble House； one high enough to have a seat on the Council。
〃Ssipriina has suggested that we dissolve House Melarn and offer up Halisstra and these remaining outsiders as sacrifices to appease the masses as much as the Dark Mother。 While we know nothing about why our beloved Lolth is angry with us； that she is angry with us； we are certain。 Will this help？ Will it bring her blessings back to us？
〃If we make an example of the traitors and let the whole city see us do it will it quiet the citizens for a time？ Perhaps； but more importantly； will it satisfy all of you？ Will you return to your Houses satisfied that a House has fallen and that the hierarchy has shuffled sufficiently？ There are things more fragile than the peace of our city； but they are few in number。 This backstabbing； while inherent in our nature； is misplaced during this time of difficulties。〃
〃What if this Baenre priestess's panions know something？〃 Halisstra asked。 〃What if they have an inkling of what troubles the Dark Mother？ If you simply kill me； then you get what you want… one less House to stand in your way…but if you kill them； whether as spies or as sacrifices； you might lose valuable information。〃
〃Shut your mouth； child！〃 Ssipriina hissed。 〃You've shamed us enough for one lifetime。 Do not think that you can escape justice merely by pretending to be loyal now。 Its too late for that。〃
Halisstra would not be deterred。 She proceeded； ignoring the dark stares the matron mothers gave her。
〃What if this wizard has discovered something？〃 she asked。 〃Faeryl has already told us he is clever and was not above antagonizing Quenthel。 I would not put it past him to know more than he's letting on。 Why kill him； when he might be so inclined to parlay with us？ Could he be willing to reveal his own secrets？ Perhaps even for a price？ There are those among you who do not wish to hear what he has to say。 He might expose the lies you have told concerning my mother and me。〃
Aunrae smiled and said； 〃Tell me； child； do you think Lolth would grant such a vision to a male？ Do you think she would allow a boy； however clever； to unlock the secrets of her silence？〃
〃These are desperate times； Matron Mother； you said so yourself。 I would not close any possible avenue of redemption； however thickly cloaked in folly it may seem。 Of course； I have few avenues of redemption for my life left。 I have my own desperate times。 Whether you wish to question him or not； I merely ask that you bring him as a witness into these proceedings。 His words could prove my own innocence。〃
Faeryl frowned； not liking where this was leading。 She was beginning to think it had been a mistake to put the full plan into motion until Pharaun and the others had also been brought into custody； or better yet； killed。 Maybe she could get to him before the rest of them had a chance to speak with him； take care of it herself； one way or another。 Perhaps then her mother would stop treating her like a child。
Aunrae nodded； her mouth pursed as though considering the younger drows words。
〃You argue for your life； Halisstra Melarn； but still your pleas have some merit。 We will wait to pass sentence on you until we've had a chance to hear all sides。 As for the 'clever boy；' when he es to us； when we have him in our possession； we will extract whatever information he has； fully and without paying any price。 Somehow； I do not think Quenthel Baenre had established the proper leashes on her wizard。 I do not intend to make the same mistake。〃
〃Matron Mother Nasadra；〃 Zammzt called from the back of the room； where he had just entered。 〃They are here。〃
***
Pharaun； Ryld； and Valas had been led inside and shown to a waiting room； an all…too…familiar sight to each of them and one that did nothing to set their minds at ease。 They were left alone； or rather with only sentries posted at each of the exits to keep them pany。 Pharaun occupied his time strolling through the chamber； admiring the frescos and statuary that were in abundance there； primarily exhibiting the motif of spiders； webbing； and the glory of the dark elves。 There were a goodly number of musical instruments as well； some he didn't even recognize。 The Master of Sorcere supposed a good many of the works related to the history of House Melarn； but to Pharaun it was all just so much pomp and circumstance。 Ryld and Valas； meanwhile； had their heads together in consultation； most likely discussing tactics for extricating themselves in the event that things went bad。
When the double doors at the far end of the room were thrown open； Pharaun turned to see not one but several ostentatious drow females…matriarchs all； he was sure…waiting in the large audience chamber beyond。 They were attended by a retinue of House wizards； soldiers； and younger females； all of them in House livery and many of them； Pharaun noted； radiating magical protections and other spells。
〃Good evening； and wele to House Melarn；〃 one somewhat tall and slender drow said imperiously； waiting on the throne as the three males moved into the room。 〃I am Matron Mother Ssipriina Zauvirr。〃
Pharaun bowed slightly as he moved to a place in front of the throne； far enough back so as not to seem threatening。 Ryld and Valas moved to join him as the other matron mothers gathered around the throne； and the assortment of wizards； priestesses； and soldiers flanked everyone else。
Pharaun knew the woman was Faeryl's mother； of course； but he couldn't guess what she was doing on the throne of House Melarn。
The mage looked around the chamber； trying to find Faeryl。 She was there； though off in a corner of the room； as if she were trying to avoid notice。
If I didn't know better； Pharaun thought wryly； I would have to assume they're expecting some sort of trouble。
Neither Valas nor Ryld said anything； but the wizard could feel them on either side of him； tense and ready to spring。
〃We are honored and delighted to be guests in your House； Matron Mother Zauvirr；〃 Pharaun said。 〃To what do we owe this auspicious occasion？〃
And where in the Abyss are Quenthel and Jeggred？ he silently added。
Ssipriina Zauvirr sniffed and replied； 〃On the contrary； Pharaun Mizzrym； I should be the one thanking you and asking you why you have graced the City of Shimmering Webs with your august presence。 The reputation that preceded you； telling of a confident； self…possessed mage of no small skill； was only half the story； it seems。〃
Pharaun smiled in the most disarming way he could muster as he shifted his weight to one foot； letting the other turn out slightly。
〃Everyone has her own opinions； as always； Matron Mother。 That is not to say that anyone is in error； only that affectations and realities do not always mesh； and for good reason。〃
〃Of course；〃 another matron mother said； moving forward from Ssipriina's left； 〃and our opinion is that you and your panions； while affecting the appearance of simple travelers or even emissaries from our sister city of Menzoberranzan； are in reality spies； here to steal from us and expose whatever weaknesses you thought you might be able to find to the world at large。〃
So much for affectations； thought Pharaun； shifting his weight uneasily。
He felt； rather than saw Ryld； to his left； and Valas； to his right； both stiffen at the undisguised accusation。
〃Easy；〃 he muttered under his breath。 〃Save the foolish heroics for the 'all…else…fails' part of the program。〃
Smoothing his face as best he could； the mage spread his hands in gracious acquiescence and said； 〃I'm sorry； Mistress 。 。 。〃
〃Matron Mother Jyslin Aleanrahel； of House Aleanrahel。〃
Pharaun swallowed then said； 〃Matron Mother Aleanrahel。 While I'm sure our efforts at avoiding attention must seem terribly surreptitious； I can assure you that we meant nothing antagonistic。 We only wished to…〃
〃To avoid being confronted like this？〃 Jyslin interjected。 〃How well did that serve you？〃
Pharaun sighed and said； 〃Not well at all； it appears； but my panions and I still aren't pletely sure we understand your concerns。 I must profess； I am confused as to why we're meeting here； if none of you is Matron Mother Melarn。〃
Several of the matron mothers gave each other knowing glances。 Pharaun was thoroughly confused。 He continued to scan the room and saw something else quite odd： a drow； obviously nobly born but stripped to her underclothes and held prisoner between two stout guards； and it wasn't Quenthel。
〃Oh； we have no concerns；〃 Jyslin Aleanrahel replied。 〃Not anymore。 Until you arrived； we were concerned that we would not be able to detain you； that you might try to slip out of the city。 We were concerned that you would report your discoveries to your superiors back in the City of Spiders。 We were more concerned that you would try something foolish； like concluding your high priestess's ill…conceived plan of theft and spying。 You've cooperated nicely； though； so we feel we have the situation well in hand。〃
Ryld made an almost inaudible strangled noise； and the mage felt the warrior shift his weight。 In response； several of the soldiers； who had unassumingly fanned out to more pletely surround the trio； tensed as though expecting Ryld to lunge at them。
Pharaun frowned。
〃I wasn't aware that our high priestess was planning anything of the sort；〃 he said。 〃If something is amiss； we must all work to see that it is rectified。 Just tell us where she is； and I'm sure we can resolve whatever…〃
〃Quenthel Baenre was caught mitting treasonous acts against Ched Nasad；〃 yet a third matron mother said； stepping out from behind the throne。 Pharaun sensed that this one； with a graceful age about her face； might just be the most formidable drow he'd ever met。 〃There was no doubt about her guilt。 She died trying to flee the scene of her crimes。〃
Pharaun blinked； reeling。 Dead？ Quenthel Baenre was dead？ He wasn't sure whether to laugh or be worried。 Behind him； he heard both of his pani