"I'm your prisoner. What will you do?"
"You're Peter Wiggin's prisoner. Thailand has joined the Free People."
She knew what that would mean to Suriyawong. Thailand--even the name meant "land of the free." Peter's new "nation" had coopted the name of Suriyawong's homeland. And now, his homeland would no longer be sovereign. They had given up their independence. Peter Wiggin would be master of all.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Sorry? Because my people will be free within their borders, and there'll be no more wars?"
"What about my people?" she asked.
"You're not going back to them," said Suri.
"How could I, even if you let me? How could I possibly face them?"
"I was hoping that you would face them. By vid. To help undo some of the damage you've done today."
"What could I possibly say or do?"
"They still worship you. If you disappear now, if they never hear of you again, India will be ungovernable for a hundred years."
Virlomi answered truthfully: "India has always been ungovernable."
"Less governable than ever," said Suri. "But if you speak to them. If you tell them--"
"I will not tell them to surrender to yet another foreign power, not after they've been conquered and occupied by Chinese and then Muslims!"
"If you ask them to vote. To freely decide whether to live in peace, within the Free People--"
"And give Peter Wiggin the victory?"
"Why are you angry with Peter? What did he ever do but help you win your nation's freedom in every way that was possible to him?"
It was true. Why was she so angry?
Because he had beaten her.
"Peter Wiggin," said Suriyawong, "has the right of conquest. His troops destroyed your army in combat. He showed mercy he didn't have to show."
"You showed mercy."
"I followed Peter's instructions," said Suriyawong. "He does not want any foreign occupiers in India. He wants the Muslims out. He wants only Indians to govern Indians. Joining the FPE means exactly that. A free India. But an India that doesn't need, and therefore doesn't have, a military."
"A nation without an army is nothing," said Virlomi. "Any enemy can destroy them."
"That's the Hegemon's work in the world. He destroys the aggressors, so peaceful nations can remain free. India was the aggressor. Under your leadership, India was the invader. Now, instead of punishing your people, he offers them freedom and protection, if they only give up their weapons. Isn't that Satyagraha, Vir? To give up what you once valued, because now you serve a greater good?"
"Now you teach me about Satyagraha?"
"Hear the arrogance in your voice, Vir."
Abashed, she looked away from him.
"I teach you about Satyagraha because I lived it for years. Hiding myself utterly so that I would be the one Achilles trusted in the moment when I could betray him and save the world from him. I had no pride at the end of that. I had lived in filth and shame for...forever. But Bean took me back and trusted me. And Peter Wiggin acted as if he had known all along who I really was. They accepted my sacrifice.
"Now I ask you, Vir, for your sacrifice. Your Satyagraha. Once you put everything on the altar of India. Then your pride nearly undid what you had accomplished. I ask you now, will you help your people live in peace, the only way that peace can be had in this world? By joining with the Free People of Earth?"
She felt the tears streaming down her face.