"That's the end of your story?"
Dunyazade nodded.
Shah Zaman looked narrowly at his bride, standing1 naked beside the bed with her trembling razor, and cleared his throat. "If you really mean to use that, kindly2 kill me with it first. A good hard slice across the Adam's apple should do the trick."
The girl shuddered3, shook her head. As best he could, so bound, the young man shrugged4.
"At least answer one question: Why in the world did you tell me this extraordinary tale?"
Her eyes still averted5, Dunyazade explained in a dull voice that one aspect of her sister's revenge was this reversal not only of the genders6 of teller7 and told (as conceived by the Genie8), but of their circumstances, the latter now being at the former's mercy.
"Then have some!" urged the King. "For yourself!" Dunyazade looked up. Despite his position Shah Zaman smiled like the Genie through his pearly beard and declared that Scheherazade was right to think love ephemeral. But life itself was scarcely less so, and both were sweet for just that reason -- sweeter yet when enjoyed as if they might endure. For all the inequity of woman's lot, he went on, thousands of women found love as precious as did their lovers: one needed look no farther than Scheherazade's stories for proof of that. If a condemned9 man -- which is what he counted himself, since once emasculate he'd end his life as soon as he could lay hands on his sword -- might be granted a last request, such as even he used to grant his nightly victims in the morning, his would be to teach his fair executioner the joys of sex before she unsexed him.
"Nonsense," Dunyazade said crossly. "I've seen all that."
"Seeing's not feeling."
She glared at him. "I'll learn when I choose, then, from a less bloody10 teacher: someone I love, no matter how foolishly." She turned her head. "If I ever meet such a man. Which I won't." Vexed11, she slipped into her gown, holding the razor awkwardly in her left hand while she fastened the hooks.
"What a lucky fellow! You don't love me then, little wife?"
"Of course not! I'll admit you're not the monster I'd imagined -- in appearance, I mean. But you're a total stranger to me, and the thought of what you did to all those girls makes me retch. Don't waste your last words in silly flirting12; you won't change my mind. You'd do better to prepare yourself to die."
"I'm quite prepared, Dunyazade," Shah Zaman replied calmly. "I have been from the beginning. Why else do you suppose I haven't called my guards in to kill you? I'm sure my brother's long since done for Scheherazade, if she really tried to do what she put you up to doing. Shahryar and I would have been great fools not to anticipate this sort of thing from the very first night, six years ago."
"I don't believe you."
The King shrugged his eyebrows13 and whistled through his teeth; two husky mamelukes stepped at once from behind a tapestry14 depicting15 Jamshid's seven-ringed cup, seized Dunyazade by the wrists, covered her mouth, and took the open razor from her hand.
"Fair or not," Shah Zaman said conversationally16 as she struggled, "your only power at present is what I choose to give you. And fair or not, I choose to give it." He smiled. "Let her have the razor, my friends, and take the rest of the night off. If you don't believe that I deliberately17 put myself in your hands from the first, Dunyazade, you can't deny I'm doing so now. All I ask is leave to tell you a story, in exchange for the one you've told me; when I'm finished you may do as you please."
The mamelukes reluctantly let her go, but left the room only when Shah Zaman, still stripped and bound, repeated his order. Dunyazade sat exhausted18 on a hassock, rubbed her wrists, pinned up her fallen hair, drew the gown more closely about her.
"I'm not impressed," she said. "If I pick up the razor, they'll put an arrow through me."
"That hadn't occurred to me," Shah Zaman admitted. "You'll have to trust me a little, then, as I'm trusting you. Do pick it up. I insist."
"You insist!" Dunyazade said bitterly. She took up the razor, let her hand fall passively beside the hassock, began to weep.
"Let's see, now," mused19 the King. "How can we give you the absolute advantage? They're very fast, those guards, and loyal; if they really are standing by, what I fear is that they'll misconstrue some innocent movement of yours and shoot."
"What difference does it make?" Dunyazade said miserably20. "Poor Sherry!"
"I have it! Come sit here beside me. Please, do as I say! Now lay that razor's edge exactly where you were going to put it before; then you can make your move before any marksman can draw and release. You'll have to hold me in your other hand; I've gone limp with alarm."
Dunyazade wept.
"Come," the King insisted: "it's the only way you'll be convinced I'm serious. No, I mean right up against it, so that you could do your trick in half a second. Whew, that gooseflesh isn't faked! What a situation! Now look here: even this advantage gripes you, I suppose, since it was given instead of taken: the male still leading the female, et cetera. No help for that just now. Besides, between any two people, you know -- what I mean, it's not the patriarchy that makes you take the passive role with your sister, for example. Never mind that. See me sweat! Now, then: I agree with that Genie of yours in the matter of priorities, and I entreat21 you not only to permit me to tell you a story, but to make love with me first."
Dunyazade shut her eyes and whipped her head from side to side.
"As you wish," said the King. "I'd never force you, as you'll understand if you'll hear my story. Shall I tell it?"
Dunyazade moved her head indifferently.
"More tightly. Careful with that razor!"
"Can't you make it go down?" the girl asked thickly. "It's obscene. And distracting. I think I'm going to be sick."
"Not more distracting than your little breasts, or your little fingers. . . No, please, I insist you keep hold of your advantage! My story's short, I promise, and I'm at your mercy. So:
"Six years ago I thought myself the happiest man alive. I'd had a royal childhood; my college years were a joy; my career had gone brilliantly; at twenty-five I ruled a kingdom almost as prosperous as Shahryar's at forty. I was popular with my subjects; I kept the government reasonably honest, the various power groups reasonably in hand, et cetera. Like every king I kept a harem of concubines for the sake of my public image, but as a rule they were reserved for state visitors. For myself I wanted nobody except my bride, never mind her name, whom after a whole year of marriage I still loved more than any woman I'd ever known. After a day's work in the durbar, bidding and forbidding et cetera, I'd rush in to dinner, and we'd play all night like two kittens in a basket. No trick of love we didn't turn together; no myth of gods and nymphs we didn't mimic22. The harem girls, when I used them, only reminded me of how much I preferred my wife; often as not I'd dismiss them in mid-clip and call her in for the finish.
"When my brother summoned me here to visit that first time, much as I longed to see him it was all I could do to leave my bride behind; we made our first goodbyes; then I was as overjoyed as I imagined she'd be when I discovered that I'd forgotten a diamond necklace I'd meant to present to Shahryar's queen. I rushed back to the palace myself instead of sending after it, so that we could make love once again before I left -- and I found her in our bed, riding astride the chief cook! Her last words were 'Next time invite me'; I cut them both in two, four halves in all, not to seem a wittol; came here and found my sister-in-law cuckolding my brother with the blackamoor Sa'ad al-Din Saood, who swung from trees, slavered and gibbered, and sported a yard that made mine look like your little finger. Kings no more, Shahryar and I left together by the postern gate, resolved to kill ourselves as the most wretched fools on earth if our misery23 was particular. One day as we were wandering in the marshes24, far from the paths of men, devouring25 our own souls, we saw what we thought was a waterspout coming up the bay, and climbed a loblolly pine for safety. It turned out to be that famous ifrit of your sister's story: he took the steel coffer out of his casket, unlocked the seven locks with seven keys, fetched out and futtered the girl he'd stolen on her wedding night, and fell asleep in her lap; she signaled us to come down and ordered us both to cuckold the ifrit with her then and there. Who says a man can't be forced? We did our best, and she added our seal rings to the five hundred seventy she'd already collected. We understood then that no woman on earth who wants a rogering will go unrogered, though she be sealed up in a tower of brass27.
"So. When I'd first told my brother of my own cuckolding, he'd vowed29 that in my position he'd not have rested till he'd killed a thousand women: now we went back to his palace; he put to death his queen and all his concubines and their lovers, and we took a solemn oath to rape30 and kill a virgin31 a night, so as never again to be deceived. I came home to Samarkand, wondering at the turns of our despair: how a private apocalypse can infect the state and bring about one more general, et cetera. With this latter motive32, more than for revenge on womankind, I resolved to hold to our dreadful policy until my kingdom fell to ruin or an outraged34 populace rose up and slew35 me.
"But unlike Shahryar, I said nothing at first to my vizier, only told him to fetch me a beautiful virgin for the night. Not knowing that I meant to kill her in the morning, he brought me his own daughter, a girl I knew well and had long admired, Samarkand's equivalent of Scheherazade. I assumed he was pandering36 to his own advancement37, and smiled at the thought of putting them to death together; I soon learned, however, from the woman herself, that it was her own idea to come to me -- and her motive, unlike your sister's, was simple love. I undressed and fell to toying with her; she wept; I asked what ailed38 her: it was not being separated from her sister, but being alone at last with me, the fulfillment of her lifelong dream. I found myself much touched by this and, to my surprise, impotent. Stalling for time, I remarked that such dreams could turn out to be nightmares. She embraced me timidly and replied that she deplored40 my murdering my wife and her paramour, both of whom she'd known and rather liked, for though in a general way she sympathized with my disenchanted outrage33, she believed she understood as well my wife's motives41 for cuckolding me, which in her view were not all that different, essentially42, from the ifrit's maiden's in the story. Despite my anger, she went on bravely to declare that she herself took what she called the Tragic43 View of Sex and Temperament44: to wit, that while perfect equality between men and women was the only defensible value in that line, she was not at all certain it was attainable45; even to pursue it ardently47, against the grain of things as they were, was in all likelihood to spoil one's chances for happiness in love; not to pursue it, on the other hand, once one had seen it clearly to be the ideal, no doubt had the same effect. For herself, though she deplored injustice48 whether in individuals or in institutions, and gently affirmed equality as the goal that lovers lovingly should strive for, however short of it their histories and temperaments49 made them fall, yet she knew herself personally to be unsuited for independence, formed by her nature and upbringing to be happy only in the shadow of a man whom she admired and respected more than herself. She was anything but blind to my faults and my own blindness to them, she declared, but so adored me withal that if I could love her even for a night she'd think her life complete, and wish nothing further unless maybe a little Shah Zaman to devote the rest of her years to raising. Or if my disillusionment with women were so extreme (as she seemed uncannily to guess from my expression) that I had brought her to my bed not to marry her or even add her to my harem, but merely to take her virginity and her life, I was welcome to both; she only prayed I might be gentle in their taking.
"This last remark dismayed me the more because it echoed something my late wife had said on our wedding night: that even death at my hands would be sweeter to her than life at another's. How I despised, resented, missed her! As if it were I who was cut in two, I longed to hold her as in nights gone by, yet would have halved50 her bloody halves if she'd been restored to me. There lay my new woman on the bed, naked and still now; I stood on my knees between hers, weeping so for her predecessor's beauty and deceit, my own blindness and cruelty -- and the wretched state of affairs between man and womankind that made love a will-o'-the-wisp, jealousy51 and boredom52 and resentment53 the rule -- that I could neither function nor dissemble. I told her of all that had taken place between my departure from Samarkand and my return, the oath I'd sworn with my brother, and my resolve to keep it lest I seem chicken-hearted and a fool.
" 'Lest you seem!' the girl cried out. 'Harems, homicides -- everything for the sake of seeming!' She commanded me then, full of irony54 for all her fears, to keep my vow28 if I meant to keep it, or else cut out her tongue before I cut off her head; for if I sent her to the block without deflowering her first, she would declare to any present, even if only her executioner, that I was a man in seeming merely, not in fact, and offer her maidenhood55 as proof. Her courage astonished me as much as her words. 'By Allah,' I vowed to her, 'I won't kill you if I can't get it up for you first.' But that miserable56 fellow in your left hand, which had never once failed me before, and which stands up now like an idiot soldier in enemy country, as if eager to be cut down, deserted57 me utterly58. I tried every trick I knew, in vain, though my victim willingly complied with my instructions. I could of course have killed her myself, then and there, but I had no wish to seem a hypocrite even for a moment in her eyes; nor, for that matter, to let her die a virgin -- nor, I admitted finally to myself, to let her die at all before she was overtaken like the rest of us by the Destroyer of Delights et cetera. For seven nights we tossed and tumbled, fondled and kissed and played, she reaching such heats of unaccustomed joy as to cry out, no longer sarcastically60, that if only I would stick her first with my carnal sword, she'd bare her neck without complaint to my steel. On the seventh night, as we lay panting in a sweat of frustration61, I gave her my dagger62 and invited her to do me and Samarkand the kindness of killing63 me at once, for I'd rather die than seem unable to keep my vow.
" 'You are unable to keep it,' she told me softly: 'not because you're naturally impotent, but because you're not naturally cruel. If you'd tell your brother that after thinking it over you've simply come to a conclusion different from his, you'd be cured as if by magic.' And in fact, as if by magic indeed, what she said was so true that at her very words the weight was lifted from heart and tool together; they rose as one. Gratefully, tenderly, I went into her at last; we cried for joy, came at once, fell asleep in each other's arms.
"No question after that of following Shahryar's lead; on the other hand, I found myself in the morning not yet man enough after all to send word to him of my change of heart and urge him to change his. Neither was I, after all, in love enough with the Vizier's daughter to risk again the estate of marriage, which she herself considered problematical at best.
" 'I never expected you to marry me,' she told me when I told her these things, 'though I'd be dishonest if I didn't say I dreamed and prayed you might. All I ever really hoped for was a love affair with you, and a baby to remember it by. Even if I don't have the baby, I've had the affair: you truly loved me last night.'
"I did, and for many nights after -- but not enough to make the final step. What your Genie said concerning marriage could have come from my own mouth if I had the gift of words: to anyone of moral imagination who's known it, no other relation between men and women has true seriousness; yet that same imagination kept me from it. And I dreaded64 the day my brother would get word of my weakness. I grew glum65 and cross; my mistress, intuitive as ever, guessed the reason at once. 'You can neither keep your vow nor break it,' she told me: 'Perhaps you'd better do both for a while, till you find your way.' I asked her how such a contradiction was possible. 'By the magic words as if,' she replied, 'which, to a person satisfied with seeming, are more potent39 than all the genii in the tales.'
"She then set forth66 a remarkable67 proposal: legend had it that far to the west of Samarkand was a country peopled entirely68 with women, adjoining another wholly male: for two months every spring they mated freely with each other on neutral ground, the women returning home as they found themselves pregnant, giving their male children to the neighboring tribe and raising the girls as members of their own. Whether or not such a community in fact existed, she thought it a desirable alternative to the present state of affairs, and unquestionably preferable to death; since I couldn't treasure her as she treasured me (and not for a moment did she blame me for that incapacity), she proposed to establish such an alternative society herself, with my assistance. I was to proclaim my brother's policy as my own, take to bed a virgin every night and declare her executed in the morning; but instead of actually raping69 and killing them I would tell them of her alternative society and send them secretly from Samarkand, in groups of a hundred or so, to organize and populate it. If, knowing their destiny, they chose to spend their last night in Samarkand making love with me, that was their affair; none, she imagined, would choose death over emigration, and any who found their new way of life not to their liking70 could return to Samarkand if and when I changed my policy, or migrate elsewhere in the meanwhile. In any case they'd be alive and free; or, if the pioneers were captured and made slaves of by barbarians71 before the new society was established, they'd be no worse off than the millions of their sisters already in that condition. On the other hand, separate societies of men and women, mingling72 freely at their own wills as equals on neutral ground, might just make possible a true society of the future in which the separation was no longer necessary. And in the meantime, of course, for better or worse, it would be as if I'd kept my dreadful vow.
"At first hearing, the plan struck me as absurd; after a few nights it seemed less so, perhaps even feasible; by the end of a week of examining passionately73 with her all the alternatives, it seemed no less unreasonable75 than they. My angel herself, in keeping with her Tragic View, didn't expect the new society to work in the na?ve sense: what human institutions ever did? It would have the vices76 of its virtues77; if not nipped in the bud by marauding rapists, it would grow and change and rigidify78 in forms and values quite different from its founders79' -- codifying80, institutionalizing, and perverting81 its original spirit. No help for that.
"Was there ever such a woman? I kissed her respectfully, then ardently a final time. After one last love-making in the morning, while my hand lingered on her left breast, she declared calmly her intention, upon arriving at her virgin kingdom, to amputate that same breast for symbolic82 reasons and urge her companions to do the same, as a kind of initiation83 rite59. 'We'll make up a practical excuse for it,' she said: ' "The better to draw our bows," et cetera. But the real point will be that in one aspect we're all woman, in another all warrior84. Maybe we'll call ourselves The Breastless Ones.'
" 'That seems extreme,' I remarked. She replied that a certain extremism was necessary to the survival of anything radically85 innovative86. Later generations, she assumed, established and effete87, would find the ancestral custom barbaric and honor its symbolism, if at all, with a correspondingly symbolic mammectomy-- a decorative88 scar, perhaps, or cosmetic89 mark. No matter; everything passed.
"So did our connection: with a thousand thanks to her for opening my eyes, a thousand good wishes for the success of her daring enterprise, and many thousands of dinars to support it (which for portability and security she converted into a phial of diamonds and carried intravaginally), I declared her dead, let her father the Vizier in on our secret, and sent her off secretly to one of my country castles on a distant lake, where she prepared for the expedition westward90 while her companions, the ostensible91 victims of my new policy, accumulated about her. Perhaps a third, apprised92 of their fate, chose to remain virginal, whether indignantly, ruefully, or gratefully; on the other two-thirds who in whatever spirit elected to go hymenless to the new society, I bestowed93 similar phials of jewels. Somewhat less than fifty percent of this number found themselves impregnated by our night together, and so when the first detachment of two hundred pioneers set out across the western wastes, their actual number was about two hundred sixty. Since I pursued this policy for nearly two thousand nights, the number of pilgrims and unborn children sent west from Samarkand must have totaled about twenty-six hundred; corrected for a normal male birth rate of somewhat over fifty per cent, a rather higher than normal rate of spontaneous abortion94, and infant as well as maternal95 mortality owing to the rigors96 of traveling and of settling a new territory, and ignoring -- as one must to retain one's reason -- the possibility of mass enslavement, rape, massacre97, or natural catastrophe98, the number of pioneers to the Country of the Breastless must be at least equal to the number of nights until Shahryar's message concerning your sister arrived from the Islands of India and China.
"Of the success or failure of those founding mothers I know nothing; kept myself ignorant deliberately, lest I learn that I was sending them after all to the Destroyer of Delights and Severer of Societies. The folk of Samarkand never rose against me; nor did my vizier, like Shahryar's, have difficulty enlisting99 sacrificial virgins100; even at the end, though my official toll101 was twice my brother's, about half the girls were volunteers-- from all which, I infer that their actual fate was an open secret. For all I know, my original mistress never truly intended to found her gynocracy; the whole proposal was perhaps a ruse102; perhaps they all slipped back into the country with their phials of gems103 for dowry, married and lived openly under my nose. No matter: night after night I brought them to bed, set forth their options, then either glumly104 stripped and pronged them or spent the night in chaste105 sleep and conversation. Tall and short, dark and fair, lean and plump, cold and ardent46, bold and timid, clever and stupid, comely106 and plain-- I bedded them all, spoke107 with them all, possessed108 them all, but was myself possessed by nothing but despair. Though I took many, with their consent, I wanted none of them. Novelty lost its charm, then even its novelty. Unfamiliarity109 I came to loathe110: the foreign body in the dark, the alien touch and voice, the endless exposition. All I craved111 was someone with whom to get on with the story of my life, which was to say, of our life together: a loving friend; a loving wife; a treasurable wife; a wife, a wife.
"My brother's second message, when it came, seemed a miraculous112 reprise of that fatal first, six years before: I turned the kingdom over to my vizier and set out at once, resolved to meet this Scheherazade who had so wooed and yarned113 him back to the ways of life that he meant to wed26 her. 'Perhaps she has a younger sister,' I said to myself; if she does, I'll make no inquiries114, demand no stories, set no conditions, but humbly115 put my life in her hands, tell her the whole tale of the two thousand and two nights that led me to her, and bid her end that story as she will -- whether with the last goodnight of all or (what I can just dimly envision, like dawn in another world) some clear and fine and fresh good morning."
Dunyazade yawned and shivered. "I can't imagine what you're talking about. Am I expected to believe that preposterous116 business of Breastless Pilgrims and Tragic Views?"
"Yes!" cried Shah Zaman, then let his head fall back to the pillow. "They're too important to be lies. Fictions, maybe -- but truer than fact."
Dunyazade covered her eyes with her razor-hand. "What do you expect me to do? Forgive you? Love you?"
"Yes!" the King cried again, his eyes flashing. "Let's end the dark night! All that passion and hate between men and women; all that confusion of inequality and difference! Let's take the truly tragic view of love! Maybe it is a fiction, but it's the profoundest and best of all! Treasure me, Dunyazade, as I'll treasure you!"
"For pity's sake stop!"
But Shah Zaman urged ardently: "Let's embrace; let's forbear; let's love as long as we can, Dunyazade -- then embrace again, forebear and love again!"
"It won't work."
"Nothing works! But the enterprise is noble; it's full of joy and life, and the other ways are deathy. Let's make love like passionate74 equals!"
"You mean as if we were equals," Dunyazade said. "You know we're not. What you want is impossible."
"Despite your heart's feelings?" pressed the King. "Let it be as if! Let's make a philosophy of that as if!"
Dunyazade wailed117: "I want my sister!"
"She may be alive; my brother, too." More quietly, Shah Zaman explained that Shahryar had been made acquainted with his brother's recent history and opinions, and had vowed that should Scheherazade ever attempt his life, he'd manage himself somewhat similarly: that is (as he was twenty years older, and more conservative), not exactly granting his wife the power to kill him, but disarming118 and declining to kill her, and within the bounds of good public relations, permitting her a freedom comparable to his own. The harem was a royal tradition, necessarily public; Scheherazade could take what lovers she would, but of necessity in private. Et cetera.
"Did you really imagine your sister fooled Shahryar for a thousand nights with her mamelukes and dildoes?" Shah Zaman laughed. "A man couldn't stay king very long if he didn't even know what was going on in the harem! And why do you suppose he permitted it, if not that he loved her too much, and was too sick of his other policy, to kill her? She changed his mind, all right, but she never fooled him: he used to believe that all women were unfaithful, and that the only way to spare himself the pain of infidelity was to deflower and kill them; now he believes that all people are unfaithful, and that the way to spare oneself the pain of infidelity is to love and not to care. He chooses equal promiscuity120; I choose equal fidelity119. Let's treasure each other, Dunyazade!"
She shook her head angrily, or desperately121. "It's absurd. You're only trying to talk your way out of a bad spot."
"Of course I am! And of course it's absurd! Treasure me!"
"I'm exhausted. I should use the razor on both of us, and be done with it."
"Treasure me, Dunyazade!"
"We've talked all night; I hear the cocks; it's getting light."
"Good morning, then! Good morning!"
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