Allaudin's eyes brightened. "What rank would I have?"

"I think we can persuade His Majesty to raise your personal rank to

twelve thousand _zat _and your horse rank to eight thousand _suwar_,

twice what you have now."

"Then I will go." Allaudin tightened his cloak, beaming. "I'll drive

the Safavid king's Persian troops back into the desert."

"You are as sensible as you are brave. I will speak to His Majesty

tonight."

Allaudin grinned a parting salaam, squared his shoulders, and pushed

his way through the portiere and into the sunshine. Nadir Sharif

watched without a word until he had disappeared into his own tent.

"Was that entirely wise, Majesty?"

"What else do you propose we do? It will keep him in Agra. I'll see to

that. You don't really think I'd allow him to leave? Anyway, it's time

his rank was elevated. Now all he needs is a son."

"I'm sure he'll have one in time, Majesty. The Hindu astrologers all

say Princess Layla's horoscope is favorable."

"The Hindu astrologers may have to help him do a husband's work if they

want to save their reputation."

"Give him time, Majesty." Nadir Sharif smiled. "And he'll have more

heirs than the Holy Prophet."

"All the Prophet's children were daughters." She took the paper,

inserted it into the gold case, and began tying the string. "There are

times you do not entirely amuse me."

"I'm always half distracted by worrying." Nadir Sharif followed her

with his eyes. "Even now."

"What in particular worries you at the moment?" Janahara paused as she

was slipping the case into her sleeve.

"I'm thinking just now about the Imperial army. The loyalty of some of

the men."

"What do you mean? Inayat Latif is entirely beholden to His Majesty. He

would gladly give his life for the Moghul. I've heard it from his own

lips, and I know it's true."

"I've never questioned your commander's loyalty. But now you . . . His

Majesty will be ordering the men to march against Jadar. Are you aware

that fully a third of the army is under Rajput field commanders,

officers from the northwest. Some of the rajas there still bear ill

feelings toward His Majesty, because of Inayat Latifs campaign there

ten years ago. These Rajputs sometimes have long memories. And who

knows what Jadar could be promising them? Remember his treachery with

Malik Ambar."

"What are you suggesting? That the Rajput commanders will not fight for

His Majesty, the legitimate Moghul? That's absurd. No one respects

authority more than the Rajput rajas."

"I'm not suggesting it at all. But I do believe the Rajputs here should

be monitored closely nonetheless. Any discontent should be addressed

before it grows . . . unwieldy. Perhaps their commanders should be

placed under a separate authority, someone who could reason with them

in His Majesty's name if there are signs of unrest. Inayat Latif is an

able general, but he's no diplomat."

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