The Tiger Prince (52 page)

He didn’t answer her.

“You can’t claim you’re here to stop him from doing more damage. That’s just an excuse. You just have some insane desire to destroy the elephant.”

He didn’t reply.

She had to say something to break through that wall of silence. “Ruel wants us to stay here while he goes after Danor.”

“No!” Li Sung whirled to face her, his eyes blazing. “He’s
mine!”

Shock rippled through her. She had never seen Li Sung display such passion about anything. “I didn’t say I’d let him do it. I just said he—”

“This is not your concern. Go back to the crossing.”

“You’re my concern. Just as I’d be your concern if I were the one running after that crazy elephant.”

The emotion faded from his face, and he looked away from her. “You are right. I would feel the same.”

“Then we go after him together.”

He nodded reluctantly. “Very well.”

They walked in silence for a moment.

“But you are wrong.” His gaze went compulsively to the path Danor had made through the trees. “I am not running after Danor anymore.”

She looked at him inquiringly.

“He is waiting.”

“What?”

He whispered, “He is waiting for me.”

“And what will you do when you catch up with him?” Ruel asked as he stirred the wood of the fire. “Shoot him,” Li Sung said.

“There can’t be many vulnerable spots on an elephant.”

“I’ll aim for the eyes.” Li Sung stared into the flames. “Dilam said that’s the only way to assure a quick kill.”

“You’re not a wonderful shot,” Jane pointed out. “And you may not get a second chance.”

“I’ll think about that when I find him.”

“You’re not thinking at all. You’re just feeling.”

“Perhaps.” Li Sung’s gaze lifted from his coffee. “But it is useless to try to dissuade me.”

Jane had suspected this but she had to make the attempt. “I don’t understand it. Why?”

“He tried to kill me.”

“You’re acting as if he set out to do it deliberately. He’s an elephant, for God’s sake.”

Li Sung shrugged and didn’t answer.

“That’s it, isn’t it?” Ruel asked suddenly. “It’s because he
is
an elephant.”

Li Sung stared at him impassively.

“Power,” Ruel said softly, his gaze narrowed on Li Sung’s face. “Tell me, are you going to eat his heart too?”

“What?”

“In Brazil I heard about the men of a tribe who ate the hearts of captured enemy warriors because they thought that by doing so they would absorb their foe’s strength and courage.”

“And you think I’m privy to such superstition?”

“Are you?”

“I am no fool. I realize that the only thing I’ll win from killing Danor is revenge. Sometimes that is enough.”

“And sometimes it isn’t,” Ruel said wearily.

“You surprise me.” Li Sung smiled faintly. “I would have thought you would understand my feeling in this.”

“Oh, I understand.” Ruel glanced at Jane. “No one could understand revenge better than I do. Isn’t that right, Jane?”

She sensed beneath the self-mockery in his voice an underlying pain that hurt her. She wanted to reach out and touch him, soothe him. She spoke hastily to Li Sung. “We’d better get some sleep if you intend to start out at first light. Why don’t we—”

An elephant trumpeted in the darkness.

Li Sung sat upright, his gaze flying to the path leading west. “Close.”

He was right, Jane thought, Danor must be very
close, but there had been a puzzling difference in the elephant’s cry from the angry trumpeting she had heard that night at the track. It was as if—

Li Sung was on his feet, grabbing his rifle.

“Li Sung, wait until daylight,” she said, alarmed. “If he’s that close, a few more hours aren’t going to make any difference.”

“Now!” Li Sung slung a cartridge belt over his shoulder and limped from the campfire. “You wait until daylight. I don’t need you.”

“The hell we will.” Ruel was already extinguishing the fire. “Can’t you at least wait until we saddle up?”

“No need.” Li Sung’s words trailed behind him as the jungle closed around him. “He’s close….”

Jane jumped to her feet and ran after Li Sung.

She heard Ruel call her name but she paid no attention.

The elephant trumpeted again. Beckoning. Calling. Calling Li Sung toward destruction.

“Blast it, Li Sung, wait for me!” Jane called to the shadowy figure stalking ahead.

“Save your breath.” Ruel pulled aside a thorny shrub to let her pass. “There’s no stopping him. Just try to keep up.”

How could Li Sung travel so fast with his crippled leg? He was moving through the jungle at almost a run.

The elephant trumpeted again, closer.

Alarm, uneasiness, and bewilderment tumbled through her. There was something in that cry that bothered her. Of course it bothered her, she thought impatiently. The blasted elephant was drawing Li Sung into danger. “Li Sung!”

Li Sung must have decided to heed her plea to wait, she saw with relief. He had stopped a few hundred yards ahead of them. Then, as they drew closer, she saw he was staring straight ahead, his body peculiarly rigid.

“Is it the elephant? Be care—” She stopped as she
and Ruel came abreast of him and she saw what had startled him.

Skeletons.

Gleaming white bones everywhere, covering the vast clearing before them in a macabre blanket. The moon had gone behind a cloud, but the skeletons seemed to give off a chilling shimmer of their own in the darkness.

“What is it?” she whispered.

“An elephant graveyard,” Li Sung said. “That must be why they make the trek west.” “I don’t understand.”

“Dilam said that when an elephant senses he is going to die, sometimes he travels many miles to a place of death.” Li Sung’s gaze traveled over the bone-littered landscape. “This appears to be such a place.”

Jane shivered. “It certainly does.”

“But why did Danor come here?” Ruel asked thoughtfully.

Li Sung moved his shoulders as if shaking off the oppressiveness of the sight before him. “How do I know?” He smiled grimly. “Perhaps he senses I’m going to kill him.”

The trumpeting sounded again and Jane’s gaze flew across the graveyard. At the edge of the trees she could barely discern the massive figure of the elephant, his trunk lifted.

Li Sung made a low sound of satisfaction and started across the bone-strewn clearing.

Jane and Ruel followed quickly, but Li Sung had already reached the middle of the graveyard by the time they caught up with him.

The elephant stood watching them approach.

“Why isn’t he charging?” Jane murmured, remembering the elephant’s bloodshot eyes and thundering attack at sight of them at the crossing.

“I’d just as soon he refrained,” Ruel said dryly.

Li Sung had come within range of the elephant. He lifted the rifle and sighted down the barrel.

The elephant did not move.

The moon came from behind the clouds and lit both the clearing and Danor’s face with pale clarity.

“Wait!” Jane grabbed Li Sung’s arm. “There’s something—”

“Let me go.” Li Sung tried to shake her off. “No, not yet. I see something …” She ran ahead of him toward the elephant.

“Jane!” Ruel called.

“He’s not going to hurt me. Can’t you see …” She stopped only a dozen yards from the elephant, making sure she was in Li Sung’s line of fire. “Don’t shoot him, Li Sung.”

“Get out of my way, Jane.”

“Come here,” Jane called, her stare never leaving Danor. She had been right, the moonlight revealed something damp and shimmering on the elephant’s face.

“So he can try to trample me again?”

Ruel reached her side. “Dammit, Jane, do you want to get killed? Why the hell do you—”

“Shh!” She pointed to a shadowy bulk on the ground to the left of Danor. “I think he’s … isn’t that …”

“Another elephant.” Ruel moved cautiously forward, keeping a wary eye on Danor. “Stay behind me. I’ll take a look.”

Danor lifted his trunk and trumpeted again, this time in warning.

Ruel stopped in his tracks. “I don’t believe I’ll go any farther. He doesn’t appear to like me.”

“He doesn’t like anyone in this world.” Li Sung limped toward them, the rifle cradled in readiness in the crook of his arm. “And if you’ll step out of the way, I’ll send him out of it.”

“He’s not going to hurt anyone,” Jane said. “I think he’s only protecting— Can’t you see? He’s
weeping
, Li Sung.”

“Nonsense.”

“You’re not even looking at him. I tell you, he’s mourning.” Jane pointed to the fallen elephant. “We’ve got to see if there’s anything we can do to help.”

“After I kill Danor, we’ll look at the other elephant.”

“Stop it!” Jane said in exasperation. “You don’t have to kill him now.”

“Necessity doesn’t always coincide with desire.” He lifted the rifle.

Jane started toward the elephant. “I said no.”

Danor shifted back and forth, turning on her threateningly.

Ruel reached out and grabbed her arm. “He doesn’t like you either. How ungrateful when you’re the only one determined to save him.”

An explosive sound came from Li Sung as he moved ahead of them toward the elephant. “I knew I should not have let you come with me. Must you be shown how vicious he is?” He strode toward the elephant, the rifle in readiness. “Come after me now, elephant.”

Danor stood unmoving, his stare on Li Sung. Another tear rolled down his leathery face before he slowly lowered his trunk to the head of the fallen elephant and began tugging as if trying to lift the beast to its feet.

Li Sung stopped in back of the fallen elephant, staring in frustration and challenge at Danor across the animal’s body.

“Is the elephant dead?” Jane called.

Li Sung glanced down at the elephant. “I don’t know.” He reached out and touched the leathery hide. “Warm. Perhaps not.”

“Then why was Danor trumpeting?” Jane edged closer. “Is it a female?”

“Yes.”

“Then she must be his mate.”

“Possibly.” Li Sung scowled. “And now I suppose you’re feeling so soft-hearted toward him you’re going to let him tear up the rest of the railroad to assuage his grief.”

“I didn’t say that. But we have to help her if we can. We can’t let—” She stopped as Danor’s head lifted and he fixed his gaze on her. “You’ll have to see if there’s anything we can do. He’s not going to let anyone but you near him.”

“Which shows how stupid he is. He does not know
an enemy when he sees one.” Li Sung moved around the fallen elephant. “The female is dead. Her eyes are open and—” He stopped in midsentence.

“What is it?” Jane called.

“A baby.”

“What?”

“You heard me.” Li Sung took another step closer, his gaze on something obscured by the female’s bulk. “It’s a baby elephant.”

“Alive?” Ruel asked.

Li Sung nodded. “He’s trying to nurse.” “How old?”

“How do I know?” Li Sung asked testily. “A few days, I suppose.”

“I want to see him,” Jane said.

“Of course you do. Another helpless creature for you to cosset,” Li Sung said caustically. “This is not a stray puppy, Jane.”

“I want to see him,” Jane repeated. “Danor seems to accept you. Come back and take Ruel’s and my hands and lead us to the female.”

“Then I could not hold the rifle.”

“You won’t need the rifle,” Jane said in exasperation. “Look at him. It’s enough to break your heart.”

“I’ll carry the rifle,” Ruel said. “You’d better do as she says, Li Sung. She’s going to go over there anyway.”

Li Sung moved toward them. “I know.” He surrendered the rifle to Ruel, clasped both of their hands, and led them toward the elephants. “Now he’ll probably trample all of us into the rest of these bones.”

“Hush, Li Sung.” Jane tensed as Danor lifted his head and stared at the three of them. No anger, she saw only overwhelming sadness, resignation … and acceptance.

Then the elephant lowered his head and resumed poking and prodding his fallen mate, urging her to rise to her feet.

“I think it’s going to be all right.” Jane moved around the female’s body.

The baby elephant was lying with his legs outspread, nuzzling his mother’s teat.

Jane felt the tears sting her eyes. “Poor baby.” “No!” Li Sung said sharply. “No, Jane.” “We can’t let him die.”

“We can’t save him. He needs milk to survive and his mother is dead. Who is going to nurse him?” Li Sung’s gaze went to the bones of the graveyard. “One of those?”

“If we can get him back to the herd, maybe one of the females will adopt him.”

“The herd could be a hundred miles to the east.” “Then we’d better start right away.” “And how are we going to find the herd?” Jane gestured to Danor.

“You think he’s going to lead us to the herd like a horse going back to his stable?”

“Dilam said he had superior intelligence.” Her brows knitted thoughtfully. “It could be that’s why he tore up the tracks.”

“He tore up the tracks because it pleased him to do so.”

She shook her head. “Maybe he wanted us to follow him. Perhaps he knew he couldn’t save his mate but he wanted to give the baby a chance. We’ve got to give him that chance.”

“No,” Li Sung said flatly.

“Yes,” Ruel said.

Li Sung swung to face him. “You agree with this madness?”

“She wants it done.” Ruel shrugged. “So we do it.”

Jane looked at him in surprise.

He smiled as he studied her face. “I told you I’d work on it,” he said softly. “I have to start somewhere.”

She tore her gaze away from him. “Li Sung, you’ll have to get the baby away from the mother. I’m not sure Danor would let us do it.” She started back across the graveyard. “I’ll go back to camp and pack up. Ruel, you stay with Li Sung. He may need help.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Ruel said meekly.

•     •     •

An hour later Li Sung and Ruel appeared at camp, driving before them the tiny elephant. The baby was only three feet high, tottering and weaving uncertainly with every step. He was big-eyed, clumsy, and totally endearing.

“Did you have any trouble?” she asked Ruel.

“Not with Danor. He let Li Sung do whatever he wished with the baby.” He made a face and nodded toward the elephant. “But we had trouble convincing this little fellow to leave his mother, and it’s not easy to shift a hundred-and-fifty-pound infant anywhere he doesn’t want to go.”