"And people buy this?"

"Oddly enough," she said, "not that many do. Most of the non-Indian colonists are trying to get along."

"But some believe him," said Ender.

"Millions."

"There aren't that many colonists," said Valentine.

"He isn't just playing to the local crowd," said Virlomi. "He sends his writings out by ansible. There are chapters of the Natives of Ganges in most of the major cities of Earth. Even in India. Millions, as I told you."

Valentine sighed. "I saw them referred to only as 'the Natives' on the nets and I wasn't interested. That originated here?"

"They regard The Hive Queen as their scripture, and the formics as their spiritual forebears," said Virlomi. "On Earth, their doctrine is almost the opposite of what Randall preaches here. They claim that the FPE should be abolished because it erases all the 'genuine, 'native' cultures of Earth. They refuse to speak Common. They make a big show of following native religions."

"While here, Randall condemns your people for doing exactly that," said Ender. "Preserving your culture from Earth."

"Yes," said Virlomi. "But he claims it isn't inconsistent — this is not where Indian culture originated. It's a new place, and so he and his 'Natives of Ganges' are creating the real native culture of this world, instead of a warmed-over copy of an old one from Earth."

Ender chuckled.

"It's funny to you," Virlomi said.

"Not at all," said Ender. "I'm just thinking that Graff really was such a genius. Not as smart as the kids he trained in Battle School, but. with Randall just an infant in his mother's arms, he knew that they would cause trouble."

"And sent you to save me," she said.

"I doubt you need saving," said Ender.

"No, I don't," she said. "I've already dealt with it. I provoked him into assaulting me in my house. It's on vid and we've already held the trial and sentenced him to be exiled. He's going back to Earth — along with any of his malcontents who want to go with him."

Ender shook his head. "And it doesn't occur to you that that's exactly what he wants you to do?"

"Of course it did. But I also don't care, as long as I don't have to deal with him."

Ender sighed. "Of course you care, Virlomi. If he already has a following there, and then he returns to Earth as an exile from what he calls his 'native world, then you have just sown the seed that can bring down the FPE and restore the Earth to the miserable chaos of war and hatred that Peter Wiggin ended such a short time ago."

"That's not my problem," said Virlomi.

"Our generation is gone from power, Virlomi," said Ender, "except in a few remote colonies. Peter is dead. His successors are lackluster placeholders. Do you think they'll be competent to deal with this Randall Firth?"

Virlomi hesitated. "No."

"So if you knowingly infect someone with a virus that you know their body can't fight off, have you not murdered them?"

Virlomi buried her face in her hands. "I know," she said. "I tried not to know, but I know."

"What I can't yet determine," said Valentine, "is why your first words to us were a protest that you hadn't told anyone that Ender was coming. Why would that matter?"

Virlomi raised her face. "Because at the trial and ever since then, he has been using you. And linking himself to his monster of a father. Who he thinks his father is."

"Specifically," prompted Valentine.

"He calls you 'Ender the Xenocide, " said Virlomi. "He says you're the worst war criminal in all of history, because you were the one who slaughtered the native people of all these worlds so that the robbers could come in and steal their houses and lands."

"Predictable," said Ender.

"And Peter is called the 'Brother of the Xenocide, who tried to extinguish all the native cultures of Earth."

"Oh my," said Ender.

"While Achilles Flandres was not a monster — that's just propaganda from the pro-xenocide party. He was the only one who stood against Peter's and Ender's evil plans. He tried to stop you in Battle School, so your friends got him sent back to be imprisoned in an insane asylum on Earth. Then, when he escaped and began his work of opposing the threat of the Hegemon becoming dictator of the world, Peter's propaganda mill went to work, slandering him." Virlomi sighed. "Here's the irony. Through all of this, he pretends to honor me greatly. As a hero who stood against the jeesh of the xenocides — Han Tzu, Alai, Petra, all who served with you."

"And yet he struck you."

"He states that he was provoked. That it was all a setup. That a man of his size — if he had meant to hurt me, I'd be dead. He was merely trying to wake me up to the enormity of the lies I was telling and believing. His followers accept this explanation completely. Or don't care whether it's true or not."

"Well, it's nice that even while I'm in stasis, somebody found me useful," said Ender.

"It's not a joke," said Virlomi. "All over the nets, his revisionist view is gaining more and more acceptance. All the nonsense from Graff's court martial came into even more prominence. Pictures of the dead bodies of. those bullies.»

"Oh, I can guess," said Ender.

"You had to know before you got off the shuttle," said Virlomi. "He can't have known you were coming. He just chose this time to invoke your name. I think it's because I was using Achilles' name as the symbol of a monster. So he decided to use your name to outmonster Achilles. If it weren't for that horrible pack of lies called The Hive Queen, he wouldn't have found so much fertile ground for his nonsense."

"I did everything he accuses me of," said Ender. "Those boys died. So did all the formics."

"But you're not a murderer. I read those trial transcripts too, you know. I understood — I was in Battle School, I talked to people who knew you, we all knew how the adults shaped our lives and controlled us. And we all recognized that your devastating self-defense was perfect military doctrine."

Ender did what he always did when somebody tried to exonerate him — he shunted her words aside without comment. "Well, Virlomi, I'm not sure what you think I should do about this."

"You could get back on the ship and go."

"Is that what you're asking me to do?" asked Ender.

"He's not here to take over your job," said Valentine. "He's not a threat to you."

Virlomi laughed. "I'm not trying to get rid of your brother, Valentine. He's welcome to stay. If he does, then I will definitely need and take his help and advice. For my own sake, I'm happy he's here. Randall will have no choice but to turn all his hatred onto you. Please, stay."

"I'm glad you asked," said Ender. "I accept."

"No," said Valentine. "This is the kind of situation that leads to violence."

"I promise not to kill anybody, Valentine," said Ender.

"I'm talking about violence against you," she said.

"So am I," said Ender.

"If he chooses to whip a mob into a frenzy —»

"No," said Virlomi. "You have nothing to fear on that score. We will protect you fully."

"Nobody can protect anybody fully," said Valentine.

"Oh, I'm sure Virlomi's people will do a splendid job," said Ender. "As I said, I accept your kind invitation. Now, let's leave this boat and go ashore, neh?"

"As you wish," said Virlomi. "I'll be glad to have you. But I also warned you, and as long as this ship is still here, you're free to move on. You won't like it when Randall turns his wrath on you. He has a way with words."

"Just words?" said Ender. "So he's nonviolent?"

"So far," said Virlomi.

"Then I'm safe," said Ender. "Thank you for the great honor you paid me. Please let it be known that I'm here. And that I really am that Andrew Wiggin."

"Are you sure?" asked Virlomi.

"Insane people are always sure," said Valentine.