rh.theassassinsapprentice-第90章
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hed speaking。 She spoke as if we were all children brought together for sweet cakes while our parents conversed。 〃Rurisk； Kettricken； this young man is most interested in our gardens。 Perhaps later we can arrange that he speak with those who tend them。〃 She seemed to speak especially to Kettricken as she added； 〃His name is FitzChivalry。〃
August frowned suddenly and amended her introduction。 〃Fitz。 The Bastard。〃
Kettricken looked shocked at this sobriquet； but Rurisk's fair face darkened somewhat。 Ever so slightly； he turned toward me； putting his shoulder to August。 Even so； it was a gesture that needed no explaining in any language。 〃Yes；〃 he said； switching to Chyurda and looking me full in the eye。 〃Your father spoke of you to me； the last time I saw him。 I was grieved to hear of his death。 He did much to prepare the way for the forging of this bond between our folk。〃
〃You knew my father？〃 I asked stupidly。
He smiled down at me。 〃Of course。 He and I were treating together； regarding the use of a Bluerock Pass； at Moonseye； northeast of here； when he first learned of you。 When our time of talking of passes and trade as envoys was done； we sat down to meal together； and spoke together； as men； of what he must next do。 I confess； I still do not understand why he felt he must not rule as King。 The customs of one folk are not those of another。 Still； with this wedding； we shall be closer to making one folk of our peoples。 Do you think that would please him？〃
Rurisk was giving me his sole attention； and his use of Chyurda effectively excluded August from the conversation。 Kettricken appeared fascinated。 August's face past Rurisk's shoulder grew very still。 Then； with a grim smile of purest hatred for me； he turned aside and rejoined the group around Regal； who was speaking with King Eyod。 For whatever reason； I had the plete attention of Rurisk and Kettricken。
〃I did not know my father well； but I think he would be pleased to see 。。。〃 I began； but at that moment； Princess Kettricken smiled brilliantly at me。
〃Of course； how could I have been so stupid？ You are the one they call Fitz。 Do not you usually travel with Lady Thyme； King Shrewd's poisoner？ And are you not training as her apprentice？ Regal has spoken of you。〃
〃How kind of him；〃 I said inanely； and I have no idea what next was said to me； nor what I replied。 I could only be thankful I did not reel where I stood。 And inside me； for the first time； I acknowledged that what I felt for Regal went beyond distaste。 Rurisk frowned a brother's rebuke at Kettricken and then turned to deal with a servant urgently asking his instructions about something。 Around me people conversed genially amid summer colors and scents； but I felt as if my guts had turned to ice。
I came back to myself when Kettricken plucked at my sleeve。 〃They are this way；〃 she informed me。 〃Or are you too weary to enjoy them now？ If you wish to retire； it will offend no one。 I understand that many of you were too weary to even walk into the city。〃
〃But many of us were not； and would truly have enjoyed the chance to walk leisurely through Jhaampe。 I have been told of the Blue Fountains； and look forward to seeing them。〃 I only faltered slightly as I said this； and hoped it had some bearing on what she had been saying to me。 At least it had nothing to do with poison。
〃I will be sure you are guided to them； perhaps this evening。 But for now； e this way。〃 And with no more ado or formality than that； she led me away from the gathering。 August watched after us as we walked away； and I saw Regal turn and say something in an aside to Rowd。 King Eyod had withdrawn from the crowd and was looking benignly down on all from an elevated platform。 I wondered why Rowd had not remained with the horses and other servants； but then Kettricken was drawing a painted screen aside from a door opening and we were leaving the main room of the palace。
We were outside； in fact； walking on a stone pathway under an archway of trees。 They were willows； and their living branches had been interlaced and woven overhead； to form a green screen from the noon sun。 〃And they shed rain from the path； too。 At least； most of it；〃 Kettricken added as she noted my interest。 〃This path leads to the shade gardens。 They are my favorites。 But perhaps you would wish to see the herbary first？〃
〃I shall enjoy seeing any and all of the gardens； my lady；〃 I replied； and this at least was true。 Out here； away from the crowd； I would have more chance to sort my thoughts and ponder what to do in my untenable position。 It was occurring to me； belatedly； that Prince Rurisk had shown none of the signs of injury or illness that Regal had reported。 I needed to withdraw from the situation and reevaluate it。 There was more； much more； going on than I had been prepared for。
But with an effort I pulled my thoughts away from my own dilemma and focused on what the Princess was telling me。 She spoke her words clearly； and I found her conversation much easier to follow away from the background chatter of the Great Hall。 She seemed to know much about the gardens and gave me to understand that it was not a hobby but knowledge that was expected of her as a princess。
As we walked and talked I constantly had to remind myself that she was a princess； and betrothed to Verity。 I had never encountered a woman like her before。 She wore a quiet dignity； quite unlike the awareness of station that I usually encountered in those better born than I。 But she did not hesitate to smile； or bee enthused； or stoop to dig in the soil around a plant to show me a particular type of root she was describing。 She rubbed the root free of dirt； then sliced a bit with her belt knife from the heart of the tuber to allow me to taste its tang。 She showed me certain pungent herbs for seasoning meat and insisted I taste a leaf of each of three varieties； for though the plants were very similar； the flavors were very different。 In a way； she was like Patience； without her eccentricity。 In another way； she was like Molly； but without the callousness that Molly had been forced to develop to survive。 Like Molly； she spoke directly and frankly to me； as if we were equals。 I found myself thinking that Verity might find this woman more to his liking than he expected。
And yet； another part of me worried what Verity would think of his bride。 He was not a womanizer； but his taste in women was obvious to anyone who had been much around him。 And those that he smiled upon were usually small and round and dark； often with curly hair and girlish laughter and tiny soft hands。 What would he think of this tall pale woman； who dressed as simply as a servant and declared she took much pleasure in tending her own gardens？ As our talk turned； I found she could speak as familiarly about falconry and horse breeding as any stableman。 And when I asked her what she did for pleasure； she told me of her small forge and tools for working metal； and lifted her hair to show me the earrings she had made for herself。 The finely hammered silver petals of a flower clasped a tiny gem like a drop of dew。 I had once told Molly that Verity deserved a petent and active wife； but now I wondered if she would much beguile him。 He would respect her； I knew。 But was respect enough between a king and his queen？
I resolved not to borrow trouble； but to keep my word to Verity instead。 I asked her if Regal had told her much of her husband； and she became suddenly quiet。 I sensed her drawing on her strength as she replied that she knew he was a king…in…waiting with many problems facing his realm。 Regal had warned her that Verity was much older than she was； a plain and simple man； who might not take much interest in her。 Regal had promised to be ever by her； helping her to adapt； and doing his best to see that the court was not a lonely place for her。 So she was prepared 。。。。
〃How old are you？〃 I asked impulsively。
〃Eighteen；〃 she replied； and then smiled to see the surprise on my face。 〃Because I am tall； your people seem to think I am much older than that；〃 she confided in me。
〃Well； you are younger than Verit
