“See her educated at a good school and so forth—consider becoming her legal guardian,” said Mother Proudfoot. She stepped majestically down from what seemed to be her pedestal. Now she was about the same height as Gabriel. They were quite alike in a gaunt, stern way. “This one was always my favorite Asheth,” she explained. “I usually try to spare their lives anyway when they get too old, but most of them are such stupid little lumps that I don’t bother to do much more. But as soon as I knew this one was different, I started saving from the Temple funds. I think I have enough to pay her way.”
She swept her trailing skirt aside. The pedestal turned out to be a small strong chest. Mother Proudfoot threw back the lid of it with a flourish. Inside, it seemed to be full of blurred glassy quartz in little pieces, like road gravel. But Gabriel’s face was awestruck. Christopher caught sight of Tacroy and Flavian mouthing a word at one another with their eyes popping. The word seemed to be “Diamonds!”
“The diamonds are uncut, I’m afraid,” said Mother Proudfoot. “Do you think there will be enough of them?”
“I think less than half that number would be more than adequate,” Gabriel said.
“But I had in mind a Swiss finishing school too,” Mother Proudfoot said sharply. “I’ve studied this world and I want no skimping. Will you do this for me? Naturally I shall make sure that followers of Asheth will do any favor you care to ask them in return.”
Gabriel looked from Mother Proudfoot to the Goddess. He hesitated. He looked at Christopher. “Very well,” he said at last.
“Gosh, you darling!” said the Goddess. She scrambled to the front of Gabriel and hugged him. Then she hurled herself on Mother Proudfoot and hugged her mightily too. “I love you, Mother Proudfoot,” she said, all mixed in silver drapery.
Mother Proudfoot sniffed a little as she hugged the Goddess in return. But she pulled herself together and looked sternly at Gabriel over the Goddess’s head. “There is one tiresome detail,” she said. “Asheth truly does require a life, you know, one for each Living Asheth.” Christopher sighed. Everyone in all the Anywheres seemed to want him to give them lives. Now he would be down to the one in the Castle safe.
Gabriel drew himself up, looking his most forbidding.
“Asheth isn’t very discriminating,” Mother Proudfoot said, before he could speak. “I usually strip a life off one of the Temple cats.” She pointed with her silver spear to where Throgmorten was stalking around the Lobster Pot making noises like a kettle boiling. “That old ginger’s still got three lives or so left. I’ll take one of his.”
The kettle noises stopped. Throgmorten showed what he thought of this proposal by becoming a ginger streak racing upstairs.
“No matter,” Gabriel said. “Now I think of it, I have a spare life, as it happens.” He stepped over to the black ropes and picked his limp transparent likeness out from among the library chairs. Courteously, he draped it over the end of Mother Proudfoot’s spear. “There. Will this one serve?”
“Admirably,” said Mother Proudfoot. “Thank you.” She gave the Goddess a kiss and descended majestically into the ground beside the chest of diamonds.
The Goddess shut the chest and sat on it. “School!” she said, smiling blissfully. “Rice pudding, prefects, dormitories, midnight feasts, playing the game—” She stopped without changing the smile, although it was not a smile anymore. “Honor,” she said. “Owning up. Sir de Witt, I think I’d better stay in the Castle because of all the trouble I caused Christopher. He—er—he’s lonely, you know.”
“I would be a fool not to have realized that,” Gabriel said. “I am in the middle of arranging with the Ministry to bring a number of young enchanters here to be trained. At the moment, you know, I am only able to employ them as domestics—like young Jason the bootboy over there—but this will shortly change. There is no reason why you should not go to school—”
“But there is!” said the Goddess. Her face was very red and there were tears in her eyes. “I have to own up, like they do in the books. I don’t deserve to go to school! I’m very wicked. I didn’t use Asheth as my second life in order to come here. I used one of Christopher’s. I didn’t dare use Asheth in case she stopped me, so I took one of Christopher’s lives when he was stuck in the wall and used that instead.” Tears ran down her face.
“Where is it?” Christopher asked, very much astonished.
“Still in the wall,” the Goddess sobbed. “I pushed it right in so that no one will find it, but I’ve felt bad ever since. I’ve tried to help and atone for it, but I haven’t done much and I think I ought to be punished.”
“There is absolutely no need,” said Gabriel. “Now we know where the life is, we can send Mordecai Roberts to fetch it. Stop crying, young lady. You will have to go to school because I should be misusing your chest of diamonds if you do not. Regard that as your punishment. You may come and live in the Castle with the rest of the young enchanters during the holidays.”
The Goddess’s blissful smile came back and diverted the tears on her face around her ears and into her hair. “Hols,” she corrected Gabriel. “The books always call them the hols.”
That is really all, except for a letter that arrived for Christopher from Japan soon after New Year.
Darling Christopher,
Why did you not tell me that your dear papa was settled here in Japan? It is such an elegant country, once one is used to the customs, and your papa and I are both very happy here. Your papa’s horoscopes have had the honor to interest some people who have the ear of the Emperor. We are already moving in the highest circles and hope to move higher still before long. Your dear papa sends love and best wishes for your future as the next Chrestomanci. My love as well.
Mama
E-BOOK EXTRAS
WHO IS CRESTOMANCI
WHO IS CHRESTOMANCI? The question should really be What is Chrestomanci? For, as was revealed in Charmed Life, Chrestomanci is actually the title of a job and not a person’s name at all. The Chrestomanci is employed by the Government to monitor and control the use of magic throughout the related worlds.
This is not the most popular of jobs, especially with the less-than-scrupulous characters who tend to be tempted by any opportunity to misuse power, and particularly if it can earn them lots of money or an exciting life. But using magic is always dangerous, and it always has consequences, so even the best-intentioned witch or warlock needs help and guidance from time to time. Not only that, but there are plenty of ordinary people in the worlds without even a whiff of magical ability, and they need someone to make sure that the magic users don’t get their own way all of the time — which is where Chrestomanci comes in.
As well as looking after people, Chrestomanci also has to protect the worlds they live in. Many spells need certain ingredients to work properly, just like recipes — which is fine if they are items like six drops of dew from a yew tree at dawn, or a handful of grass from inside a stone circle, or even dried mouse droppings. But some spells call for substances such as dragon’s blood or mermaid scales. These are illegal products, because of the potential harm caused by both the collection and careless use of such dark materials. But this also means there is a thriving black market in “exotic supplies,” so Chrestomanci and his team have to be constantly on the alert for smugglers and underhand dealers.
Of course, not everyone is qualified to take on the post of Chrestomanci — it’s not a job you can simply apply for. Only the strength and special skills of an enchanter can possibly begin to attempt to tackle the task. But Chrestomanci is no ordinary enchanter — he has to be a nine-lifed enchanter. Most people, whatever their magical status, just have one life each — but they also have counterparts, or doubles, in other worlds. People with nine lives (and they are exceedingly rare) exist only in their own world, with no counterparts anywhere else, which means that all the talents and energies and abilities that would have been spread out across the others are all concentrated in the one person. This makes Chrestomanc
i a very powerful enchanter, indeed.
One of the most challenging tasks a Chrestomanci has to undertake is finding his successor — the next Chrestomanci. This is never easy, not only because of the fact that nine-lifed enchanters are exceedingly rare, but they might not even be living in the same world! They also are usually completely unaware that they have more than the usual number of lives and often demonstrate a distinct lack of magical ability in childhood. They are often discovered for the first time when they begin to lose their lives. For example, if on Monday somebody falls from an extremely high tower, or is consumed by fire, or gets hit round the head with a cricket bat, and yet on Tuesday is happily walking around with no noticeable ill-effects, chances are he has nine lives. This means that he is then worth testing to find out what’s stopping him from doing magic.
All nine-lifed enchanters have a weakness, and it is usually that weakness which prevents them from being aware of their magic when they are young. Of course, they do not all share the same weakness, so it can take some time to track down exactly what the problem is. Once the weakness is identified and avoided, they can work magic like anything! In fact, because enchanters’ magic is particularly potent and immediate, they have to spend many years in training, learning how to control their power and discovering its full extent — while trying very hard not to dislocate the universe or blow off too many rooftops.
Once they are aware of their nine lives, it’s up to them to make sure they take care of the ones they have left — especially the last one. The best way to do this is to detach it from the body and keep it in a secret, protected location where it cannot be attacked or enchanted. Removing a life intact is a delicate operation; Gabriel de Witt, who is Chrestomanci in The Lives of Christopher Chant, pioneered the process, trialling it successfully for the first time on his Chrestomanci-in-training.
The one thing Chrestomanci doesn’t have is a nine-to-five job. He h11as to be ready to thwart evil, apprehend villains, and solve magical conundrums at the drop of a hat, no matter in what time, place, or dimension they happen to occur. People in dire need can also summon him by calling his name aloud three times. Consequently, his staff are used to finding half-drunk cups of tea and abandoned plates, as dire need is no respecter of mealtimes.
Being Chrestomanci is the most powerful job in the related worlds, and the Government are always on the lookout for the next one. So if you ever find yourself returning to dream worlds you’ve visited before, waking up with grubby feet and gravel in your bed, being told off for being “on a different planet,” or raising small whirlwinds in the garden — you never know, it could be you!
ABOUT DRESSING GOWNS
ONE OF THE FIRST THINGS we learn about Chrestomanci when we meet him in Charmed Life is that he has impeccable taste in clothes, particularly of the well-tailored and expensive variety. When he turns up out of the blue in Mrs. Sharp’s untidy kitchen, he’s dressed in a beautiful dark velvet coat with pearly-striped trousers and carrying a tall black hat that is as shiny as his boots.
Later he is seen splendidly attired in velvet — dark red, gray with faint lilac stripes, smooth dove gray with a matching hat, blue velvet with lace ruffles at the collar and cuffs. And that is only correct; being in charge of the use of magic throughout the related worlds is an important post, so Chrestomanci should look important.
One of the main problems with being Chrestomanci, however, is that he’s likely to be called away on urgent business at any time to any place. No matter whether he’s having breakfast, about to go to bed or have a bath, or simply being with his family — if there’s a call for help, Chrestomanci has to go.
And that’s where the dressing gowns come in. Because he never knows when he might be summoned, Chrestomanci has a whole collection of magnificent embroidered dressing gowns, which are just as splendid and important-looking as any velvet suit he might own.
Eye-catching designs he has been seen wearing include:
Red and purple flowered silk, with gold at the neck and sleeves.
A flowing robe of bright pink and orange, lined in scarlet.
Green with embroidered golden lions.
Sky-blue with golden lions.
Long and black with embroidered yellow comets, lined in yellow with embroidered black comets.
In fact, Chrestomanci has a different dressing gown for every day of the year, so it is very unlikely that he would ever be spotted in the same one twice! They are such magnificent garments that they would easily pass for robes of office in most worlds. (Except, perhaps, for the odd occasion when Chrestomanci is quite obviously wearing bedroom slippers, too!)
RELATED WORLDS
AS ANYONE READING these five e-books knows by now, there are hundreds of different worlds, and some are nicer than others. A new world is formed when there is a big event in History, like a battle or an earthquake, when the outcome can be two or more quite different things. Different things can happen but they cannot exist together, so the world splits into worlds and History goes its separate ways.
Chrestomanci and his team know about other worlds and a number of them have been visited. There are twelve known Related Worlds and each of these worlds is divided into sets, called Series (there are usually nine of these), which are categorised according to the events in History that were the same in them. The numbering of the Related Worlds goes from twelve to one. The numbers go backwards because it’s thought that Series One is the original world of the twelve, and the great Mages of One who first discovered the other worlds did the numbering.
Although each world is different, the worlds may contain some elements that are the same. For example, you might have a number of counterparts in the Related Worlds, but while you and your counterpart may be exact doubles, the chances are your characters will be quite different. If you wanted to find out more about Related Worlds, a book like Other-World Studies, Series III would come in handy.
If you didn’t know about Related Worlds or Series, then you might call them the Anywheres or Almost Anywheres. But if you have studied the Related Worlds you would know how different each Series can be: you may not want to visit Series Eight, a bleak and stony world, or Series Six, where the worlds are covered in ice. And don’t be fooled by Series Eleven, as it’s not a Series at all, but just one world. But you may like Series Five, with its islands and mermaids. And if you’re looking for a good cup of hot chocolate, Series Nine is the place for you.
Janet Chant’s world is the one that most resembles our own, with its machinery and science and signs to Tufnell Park. And the Angela Brazil books that Christopher sees in The Lives of Christopher Chant are considered to be Rare Books, imported from her world, Twelve B. Like Cat Chant, Janet’s world is in Series Twelve, but whereas World A (Cat’s world) is oriented to magic, Janet’s world split off in the Fourteenth Century and turned to science and machinery.
If you find yourself suddenly transported from your own world to another you could get by, as all the Related Worlds speak the same language (hence their name), but not knowing the history of that particular world could make life very tricky. However, you could always fall back on a good game of conkers, the rules for which seem to be the same in a number of different worlds.
How do you get from one world to another? If you are Chrestomanci, a call for help is enough to transport you there. It’s not that easy for everyone else, but there are a number of ways: you can move in body (i.e., move your physical body from one world to the next), and you can also move in spirit — on what is known as a “spirit trip” or “spirit traveling.” The difference between the two is that the person who is spirit travelling needs another medium to anchor him to his own world. This might take the form of a pretty young lady playing a musical instrument. Note that it is not usually possible for a spirit traveller to bring back solid objects from another world. If you are able to spirit-travel without a medium and you are able to bring back solid objects, you are obviously very special.
So how do you physica
lly travel from one world to another? Well, for this you will need a gateway, an opening between worlds. You may be living very near a way through to another world, but unless you know how to look at something in a different way, you may never find it. It does help if you have witch-sight, as this enables you to see through magical disguises. It is also possible to set up a gateway to another world. This is rather effectively done within a pentangle in The Lives of Christopher Chant, but it takes very strong magic.
When you travel from one world to the next, you usually have to leave a part of yourself behind. Unless, of course, you wish to move more permanently. By using very strong magic it is possible to relocate yourself to another world, but be warned — this will set up a chain reaction whereby your counterparts will be dragged through after you, replacing the gaps left behind in each world!
Before you get to another world, you may have to travel through The World Edge, which, if you didn’t know any better, you might call The Place Between. Not all travellers can actually see The World Edge, but it’s always like a leftover piece of world. At its worst, The World Edge can be shapeless and empty, which may be enough to put the most hardened traveller off going any farther, but it also functions as the mechanism that draws you back to your own world, and this can help prevent you from getting lost.
Once you’ve made it into another world, it’s a good idea to proceed with caution, as you never know when you might stumble across something unpleasant — like a dragon, for example. You should also be careful what you do in other worlds, for your actions may affect the natural laws in your own world. One thing is certain: Related Worlds and parallel universes are not to be toyed with!
TYPES OF MAGIC
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