Another surprise to make Odile's eyes widen.
Well! I had not thought of that! I wonder if the reason he thought of that is because he considered the idea at some time?
She was still suspicious of Siegfried to a certain extent; after all, von Rothbart was not likely to have chosen a naive and romantic boy as the subject of Odette's trial, but someone who had plenty of experience with women and was not likely to be persuaded by tears and a lovely face alone.
Odette opened her mouthâthen closed it again. “Iâcannot say.” Her brows creased in thought, and she blushed, her mouth pursing in chagrin. “I was so intent on my own plan, and so certain I could bend any young man to my will, that such a thing never entered my mind. It could have been. It could well have been.” Only Odette knew what was going through her mind at the moment, but Odile thought that she must be reviewing some of the things her gallant squire had said and done in the light of this new possibility and arriving at an answer that she did not like. She shook her head, and her mouth twisted as if she had eaten something sour. “Oh, this does not reflect on me any betterâfor not only did I intend that this man break his vows for me, but I was
stupid
enough not to pay any attention to what he did and said! I was so overconfident in my ability to wheedle and charm that I never thought someone else might be tricking
me
!”
There was no mistaking the chagrin in her voice, and indeed, Odile would have been just as chagrined in her place.
Poor princess! Bad enough to sin deliberately, but how much worse to sin and discover that you were being played for a fool as well?
“I think you have been punished enough, my lady,” Siegfried said, interrupting both of them in their thoughts. “And I, at least, absolve you. Now, who is it that holds this curse over you, and how can it be broken?”
“Baron Eric von Rothbart, a sorcerer ofâfrightening power.” Odette shivered all over, and Siegfried caught up both her hands. She did not try to take them back.
Odile waited uneasily to hear what she would say about the sorcererâfor he would want to know if she had exaggerated anything he did, or twisted the truth in any way.
Please, please, make it the truth, and make it plain and unadorned,
she thought desperately at the princess.
I don't want to have to tell him something bad, not now that you've done so well this far!
“This is what he doesâ” Odette said slowly and carefully, choosing her words before she spoke them aloud. “He seeks out women who have betrayed the men to whom they are duty-bound, and he places this curse upon them. But we wrested from him the pledge that his curse is bound upon us in such a way that if a man be willing to take one of us to wife, pledging faith to her until death and keeping it, knowing the maiden's sin in its unvarnished fullest, the curse will be broken for all of us. Butâ
but
â” She held up a cautionary finger. “If that man betrays his bride in turn, the curse will rebound and remain upon that unhappy maid and all the rest for all time. That admitted, he laid it upon my shoulders to be the one to make the trial for us all. And I believe, although I do not know for certain, that he meant for me to meet with you, in specific. I believe that is why he brought us here, so far from his home. And if you feel that you have been entrappedâso be it. I will accept responsibility for that as well. But I never intended to lay traps for anyone, least of all you.”
Siegfried did not answer at once, and Odile held her breath, waiting to hear his response. “Thatâis a hard condition to bind a man to,” he said at last, ignoring entirely Odette's words about von Rothbart's trial and possible traps.
Really? Is it so difficult, then, for a man to actually be faithful to one woman for his lifetime?
Odile felt her lip curl in disgust, and she wondered just how blatant a womanizer this Siegfried was.
I begin to dislike men more with everything I learn about them! How
dare
Father be so harsh with women, when men are so perfidious?
“I know it,” Odette saidâsadly, Odile thought. But if she was thinking the same acrimonious thoughts as Odile, she didn't voice any of them. Odile's sympathies were aroused by that single, sad phrase more than everything else Odette had said put together.
She sees her chance of release slipping awayâand she won't run after it, because that would violate Father's conditions! She even warned him that we'd come here just for that purpose, and that
wasn't
strictly one of the conditions. Unfair!
Odile was as angry at her father as she was with the rest of mankind at that moment; her cheeks flushed, and she longed to be able to place a curse on traitorous men to match the one her father had placed on the swan-maidens.
Worse! They deserve to be loathsome worms by day, and toads by night!
“Neverthelessâmy Lady and my Love!âI
will
bind myself to it!” Siegfried cried, just as Odile clenched her fists in anger so hard that her nails bit into her palms. To her shock and delight, Siegfried went once more to his knee before Odette, both her hands still held tightly in his. “If you can tell me as honestly as you just proclaimed your guilt that you can love me, then I will bind myself to that pledge and to you, with all my heart and soul, and for all time! I am
glad
that the sorcerer chose me to be the one to redeem your curse, for otherwise I would never have seen you, and known the only woman I could ever love with all my heart!”
Odette gasped, then burst into tears. Siegfried leaped to his feet and took her into his arms, as gallantly as in any troubadour's tale.
Odile clamped her teeth on a cheer, and contented herself with dancing a little jig in place.
You did it! You did it! You did it just by being yourself, without anything that Father can claim was unfair! Oh, Odette, you are wonderful!
“Odette, I believe that I loved you from the moment I saw you, and never until that moment had I believed such minstrelsy could actually be true,” the prince murmured into her hair as she wept on his shoulder. “Listen; my mother has pledged that I have the right to choose my own bride. A day hence, I am to declare my choice at a fete in celebration of my birthday. If you can tell me that you return my feelings, or even that you could
learn
to love me, I will declare before the entire court that I will wed no woman but you, and cleave to you all my life!”
He took her shoulders, and set her a little away from him, so that he could gaze into her face. “Can you at least learn to care for me, my princess? If you do not love me now, can you learn to in days to come?”
Odette's eyes streamed tears, but she managed a tremulous smile. “Learn? May God forgive me, but the moment I saw you, I had no thought of any other but youâI would rather suffer this curse for all my days than bind myself to anyone
but
you!”
And that, too, Odile would swear was genuine. Odette had paced the clearing restlessly all last night, refusing offers of food; now weeping, now staring at the moon, now whispering to herself, she had given the impression of someone placed in a situation for which she had made no preparations.
And now I know what that was; the breaking of the curse did not depend on her winning the prince specifically but on winning
a man.
If he had renounced her and fallen short of the mark, if
she
had been heart-whole, there was still plenty of time for her to try with another, even the prince's friend. Last night, she realized that she couldn't bear to pursue another man, and yet all of the others depended on her to pass the test and break the spell. No wonder she was agitated!
Odile felt a great wave of well-being wash over her; she could not have envisioned a more perfect solution for all of them! Within days, the swans would be free, and her father would in his own way be free as well! He would have time to turn his attention to his daughter for the first time in years, and he would findâ
He will find that I am accomplished enough to satisfy even his most exacting demands!
Then at last he would be proud of her; he would give her the praise that she had longed for, he would change his plans to include her as an integral part of his work!
Together, we can do so much, see so muchâwhy stay here, when we have the power to travel to the East, to Africa, anywhere we wish? We could spend our lifetimes delving into new mysteries. . . .
She hugged her arms tightly to her chest to try to contain all her happiness, as Siegfried and Odette murmured little tender whispers to each other, exchanging vows and kisses that Odile didn't bother to note. Then, just for a moment, Siegfried left Odette alone in the clearing, coming back again quickly with his friend Benno. With Siegfried's hand in hers, Odette tremulously repeated what she had told Siegfried.
Benno frowned as he listened, and looked penetratingly from Siegfried to Odette and back again. But evidently even his skepticism was overcome, for when Siegfried again made his declaration, he threw up his hands, but his frown had changed to a smile.
“I suspected the like,” he said, shaking his head. “You were entirely
too
well-behaved and obedient this morning, Siegfried. You are never like that unless you have something occupying your thoughts.”
Odette looked limp with relief, and Odile shared her feeling; Benno represented the last hurdle to overcome. Opposition from the man Siegfried had called his best friendâ
There's no telling what he would have been able to convince the prince of, and meanwhile, poor Odette is gowned in feathers and unable to speak in her own defense. For that matter, he could have made up some story that would have resulted in the prince being chained up for his own good, and then where would we be?
“There is just one thing I would like to know,” Benno continued, frowning again. “Just who
was
that maiden I spoke to this afternoon? And why was
she
not a swan, if you all are bound to that form except by moonlight?”
“Thatâwas Odile; she is in a manner our keeper,” Odette replied slowly. “She is von Rothbart's daughter, and something of a sorceress herself. She sees that we are fed and protected, both as swans and as ourselves, and she has been a faithful guardian to us.”
Siegfried placed his arm around Odette's shoulders, and glanced about in alarm. “Where is she? Could she be spying on us? Is she likely to harm you?”
“No, no!” Odette cried immediately, making Odile flush with unexpected shame and pleasure that the princess had defended her. “No, she is good and kind of heart; she protected us and worked herself to a wraith to see that we were sheltered and nourished on our journey here! If you had seen her, you would know how carefully she cared for us. I am sure she would never harm any of us, least of all myself!”
“Wellâshe didn't do anything to me, and I wasâvery rude,” Benno replied, sounding ashamed himself. “If she's enough of a sorceress to make herself vanish the way she did, I suppose she could have saved herself the trouble and made
me
vanish instead. I'd be a lot of good to you as a toad.”
“She could have dumped you in the lake to cool your temper, and then where would you be?” Siegfried laughed, relaxing again. “You cannot swim any more than can I.”
He turned to Odette, looking down into her eyes, which gazed back up at him in shameless adoration. “Will you permit me to remain with you until moon-set, my Lady?”
Odile chose that moment to steal away; nothing Siegfried or Odette could say would be of any interest to her father at this point, and she wanted to let the impatient swan-maidens know what had happened between the lovers. Besides, the idea of staying to spy on amorous confidences made her feel embarrassed and uneasy.
She remembered to make herself visible again before she reached the clearing; there was no point in letting anyone know she had this particular spell, for it would only arouse suspicions she didn't want to answer at the moment.
The one called Mathilde spotted her returning from the same direction Siegfried, Benno, and Odette had gone, and pounced on her eagerly. The others followed suit as soon as they realized she'd been in a position to overhear what was going on.
“What happened? Do you know? Did youâ” they surrounded her with a confused babble, and she waved her hands at them to make them calm down.
She had already decided on a harmless deception. “I've been keeping watch for trouble. When the prince passed me and returned with his friend, I guessed that all had gone wellâand since it was no longer just the two of them, I slipped in to where I could hear.” She smiled in triumph. “Odette fulfilled every one of Father's conditions and beyond, and Siegfried has not only pledged to wed her, he swears he will announce it to his court tomorrow night, and he has won over his friend as well!”
Never in all the time that she had known them had she ever seen the maidens really happyâand what followed her news was an outburst of joy so overwhelming that for a few moments she feared that their wits were in danger of being lost. Pairs and trios of friends hugged each other breathless; the little swans leaped about like crazed young lambs. Some clasped hands and swung each other around until they fell to the ground, too dizzy to stand, only to rise and do it again. All of them babbled at high speed, their words completely unintelligible.
At just that moment, the prince's friend returned. He surveyed the scene, hands on hips, a wry grin on his sensitive mouth, then approached Odile as the only one sane enough to speak to.
“I see that my news has traveled before me,” he said laconically, raising an eyebrow at her.
Odile shrugged. “Once you joined them, they were no longer in private, were they?” she replied evasively. “I do have some interest in this, after allâand a duty to see to.”