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ngs who had e to lay gifts before the Christ Child* and I was most amused。
Our only real problem was an absurd one。 We had to ask for meals to be brought to us； and then to dispense with the food through the windows of our cabin； directly into the sea。
It sent us into peals of laughter； yet I found it undignified。
We did periodically spend a night on shore so that we might feed。 Our years had given us great skill in this matter。 And we might even have starved for the entire journey； but this we chose not to do。
As for our camaraderie aboard the ship； it was most interesting to me。
I was living more closely with mortals than ever before。 I talked with our captain and our soldiers by the hour。 And I found I enjoyed it tremendously； and I was very much relieved that； in spite of my very pale skin； it was so easy to do。
I found myself passionately attracted to our Captain Clement。 I enjoyed the tales of his youth spent on merchant ships throughout the Mediterranean； and he amused me with descriptions of the ports he'd visited； some of which I had known hundreds of years before； and some of which were wholly new。
My sadness was lifted as I listened to Clement。 I saw the world through his eyes； and knew his hope。 I looked forward to a lively household in Constantinople where he could call upon me as his friend。
Another great change had taken place。 I was now definitely an intimate panion to both Avicus and Mael。
Many a night we spent alone in the cabin； with the full wine cups before us； talking about all that had occurred in Italy and other things as well。
Avicus was of a keen mind as I had always imagined him to be； eager for learning and reading； and had over the centuries taught himself both Latin and Greek。 But there was much he didn't understand about my world and its old piety。
He had with him histories by Tacitus； and Livy； and also the True Tales of Lucian； and the biographies written in Greek by Plutarch； but he was not able to understand this work。
I spent many happy hours reading aloud to him as he followed along with me； explaining to him how the text could be interpreted。 And I saw in him a great absorption of information。 He wanted to know the world。
Mael did not share this spirit； but he was no longer against it as he had been a very long time ago。 He listened to all we discussed； and perhaps he profited somewhat from it。 It was plain to me that the two… Avicus and Mael…survived as blood drinkers because of each other。 But Mael no longer regarded me with fear。
As for me； I rather enjoyed the role of teacher； and it gave me new pleasure to argue with Plutarch as if he were in the room with me； and to ment on Tacitus as if he were there as well。
Both Avicus and Mael had grown paler and stronger with time。 Each had； he confessed； at some moment or other felt the threat of despair。
〃It was the sight of you； asleep in the shrine；〃 Mael said without enmity； 〃that kept me from going down into some cellar and resigning myself to the same slumber。 I felt I should never awake from it； and Avicus； my panion Avicus； would not allow me to go。〃
When Avicus had felt weary of the world and unable to continue； it had been Mael who kept him from the fatal sleep。
Both had suffered extreme anguish over my condition； and during the long decades when I lay unresponsive to their pleas； they had been too afraid of the Noble Parents to lay before them flowers； or to burn incense or to do anything to tend the shrine。
〃We feared they would strike out at us；〃 said Avicus。 〃Even to look at their faces filled us with dread。〃
I nodded to all this。
〃The Divine Parents；〃 I said； 〃have never showed a need of those things。 I am the author of such devotions。 Darkness may please them as well as burning lamps。 Look how they slumber now in their wrappings and in their coffins； side by side beneath the deck。〃
I felt emboldened by the visions I had had to say these things； though I never spoke of those visions or bragged that I had drunk the Sacred Blood。
All the while we sailed there was the prospect of one great horror which hung over the three of us…that our ship might be attacked either by day or night； and that the Divine Parents might be sunk into the sea。 It was far too awful for us to talk of it； and that； perhaps； is why we did not。 And whenever I brooded over this； I realized that we should have taken the safer route over land。
Then in the small hours a terrible truth became known to me…that if we did meet disaster； I might rise from the sea； and Those Who Must Be Kept might not。 In the mysterious bottom of the great ocean what would bee of these Parents？ My agony of mind grew too great。
I put aside my anguish。 I continued the pleasant talk with my panions。 I went out on deck and looked upon the silvery sea and sent my love to Pandora。
Meantime I did not share the enthusiasm of Mael and Avicus for Byzantium。 I had lived in Antioch a long time ago； and Antioch was an Eastern city but with great Western influence； and I had left it to return to Rome； for I was a child of the West。
Now we were heading to what I thought to be a purely Eastern capital； and I was afraid that in its great vitality I would find only what I could not possibly embrace。
One must understand： from the Roman point of view； the East… that is； the lands of Asia Minor and Persia…had always been suspect； for their emphasis on luxury and their general softness。 It was believed by me and by many Romans that Persia had softened Alexander the Great thereby softening Greek culture。 Then Greek culture with its Persian influence had softened Rome。
Of course immense culture and art had e with this softening。 Romans embraced Greek knowledge of all sorts。
Nevertheless； I felt； deep in my soul； this age…old suspicion of the East。
Naturally I said nothing to Avicus and Mael。 Their enthusiasm for this mighty seat of the Eastern Emperor was something not to be spoilt。
At last after our long voyage； we came early one evening into the shimmering Sea of Marmara and beheld the high ramparts of
Constantinople with their myriad torches； and for the first time； I understood the glory of the peninsula which Constantine had chosen so long ago。
Slowly our ship made its way into the magnificent harbor。 And I was chosen to be the one to use his 〃magic〃 upon the officials of the dock to arrange our arrival and give us time within the port to find some proper lodgings before removing the sacred cargo which we carried； the sarcophagi of venerable ancestors brought back to be buried in their native land。 Of course we had mundane questions as to where we might find an agent to help us with our lodgings； and more than one mortal was called to give us advice。
It was a matter of gold and the Spell Gift； and I had no difficulty。 And soon we were onshore and ready to explore this mythic place where God had directed Constantine to create the greatest city in the world。
I cannot say I was disappointed that night。
Our first extraordinary surprise was that the merchants of Constantinople were required to put up torches outside their shops so that the streets were beautifully illuminated。 And we at once realized that there was a wilderness of great churches for us to explore。
The city held some million inhabitants； and I sensed at once an immense vigor that had gone out of Rome。
I went immediately…leading my two agreeable panions with me…to the great open square called the Augusteum； and where I could gaze on the facade of Hagia Sophia…the Church of the Holy Wisdom…and upon other immense and regal buildings including the splendid public baths of Zeuxippus； which had been decorated with beautifully executed pagan statues taken from various cities of the world。
I wanted to go in all directions at the same time。 For here lay the great Hippodrome in which by day thousands witnessed chariot races which were the passion of the populace； and there the indescribably huge and plex royal palace into which we could easily have crept without being seen。
A great street led westward from this square； and constituted the main thoroughfa
