rj.theshadowrising-第220章
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〃Then why are you so eager for her to stay with me？〃 There was more heat in his voice than he wanted。 〃You can't think I will reveal anything to her now that I don't want you to know。〃
〃Why do you allow her to remain？〃 Amys asked calmly。 〃If you refused to accept her； how could we force her on you？〃
〃At least this way I know who the spy is。〃 Having Aviendha under his eye had to be better than wondering which of the Aiel were watching him。 Without her； he would probably suspect that every casual ment from Rhuarc was an attempt to pry。 Of course； there was no way to say it was not。 Rhuarc was married to one of these women。 Suddenly he was glad he had not confided more in the clan chief。 And sad that he had thought of it。 Why had he ever believed the Aiel would be simpler than Tairen High Lords？ 〃I'm satisfied to leave her right where she is。〃
〃Then we are all satisfied；〃 Bair said。
He eyed the leathery…faced woman leerily。 There had been a note of something in her voice； as if she knew more than he did。 〃She will not find out what you want。〃
〃What we want？〃 Melaine snapped； her long hair swung as she tossed her head。 〃The prophecy says 'a remnant of a remnant shall be saved。' What we want； Rand al'Thor； Car'a'carn； is to save as many of our people as we can。 Whatever your blood； and your face； you have no feeling for us。 I will make you know our blood for yours if I have to lay the …〃
〃I think；〃 Amys cut her off smoothly； 〃that he would like to see his sleeping room now。 He looks tired。〃 She clapped her hands sharply； and a willowy gai'shain woman appeared。 〃Show this man to the room that has been prepared for him。 Bring him whatever he needs。〃
Leaving him standing there； the Wise Ones headed for the door； Bair and Seana looking daggers at Melaine； like members of the Women's Circle eyeing someone they meant to call to account sharply。 Melaine ignored them； as the door closed behind them she was muttering something that sounded like 〃talk sense into that fool girl。〃
What girl？ Aviendha？ She was already doing what they wanted。 Egwene maybe？ He knew she was studying something with the Wise Ones。 And what was Melaine willing to 〃lay〃 in order to make him 〃know their blood for his〃？ How could laying something make him decide he was Aiel？ Lay a trap； maybe？ Fool！ She wouldn't say right out she means to lay a trap。 What sorts of things do you lay？ Hens lay eggs； he thought； laughing softly。 He was tired。 Too tired for questions now； after twelve days in the saddle and part of a thirteenth； all of them oven…hot and dry； he did not want to think of how he would feel if he had walked that distance at the same pace。 Aviendha must have steel legs。 He wanted a bed。
The gai'shain was pretty； despite a thin scar slanting just above one pale blue eye into hair so light as to look almost silver。 Another Maiden； only not for the moment。 〃If it pleases you to follow me？〃 she murmured； lowering her eyes。
The sleeping room was not a bedchamber； of course。 Unsurprisingly； the 〃bed〃 consisted of a thick pallet unfolded atop layered； brightly colored rugs。 The gai'shain … her name was Chion … looked shocked when he asked for wash water； but he was tired of sweat baths。 He was willing to bet Moiraine and Egwene had not had to sit in a tent full of steam to get clean。 Chion brought the water； though； hot in a large brown pitcher meant for watering the garden； and a big white bowl for a washbasin。 He chased her out when she offered to wash him。 Strange people； all of them！
The room was windowless； lit by silver lamps hanging from brackets on the walls； but he knew it could not yet be full dark outside when he finished washing。 He did not care。 Only two blankets lay on the pallet； neither particularly thick。 No doubt a sign of Aiel hardiness。 Remembering the cold nights in the tents； he dressed again except for his coat and boots before blowing out the lamps and crawling beneath the blankets in pitch darkness。
Tired as he was； he could not stop tossing and thinking。 What did Melaine mean to lay？ Why did the Wise Ones not care that he knew Aviendha was their spy？ Aviendha。 A pretty woman； if surlier than a mule with four stone…bruised hooves。 His breathing slowed； his thoughts became misty。 A month。
Too long。 No choice。 Sooner。 Isendre smiling。 Kadere watching。 Trap。 Lay a trap。 Whose trap？ Which trap？ Traps。 If only he could trust Moiraine。 Perrin。 Home。 Perrin was probably swimming in。。。
Eyes closed； Rand stroked through the water。 Nicely cool。 And so wet。 It seemed that he had never before realized how good wet felt。 Lifting his head； he looked around at the willows lining one end of the pond； the big oak at the other； stretching thick； shading limbs over the water。 The Waterwood。 It was good to be home。 He had the feeling he had been away； where was not exactly clear； but not important； either。 Up to Watch Hill。 Yes。 He had never been farther than that。 Cool and wet。 And alone。
Suddenly two bodies hurtled through the air； knees clutched to chest； landing with great splashes that blinded him。 Shaking the water out of his eyes； he found Elayne and Min smiling at him from either side； just their heads showing above the pale green surface。 Two strokes would take him to either woman。 Away from the other。 He could not love both of them。 Love？ Why had that popped into his head？
〃You do not know who you love。〃
He spun about in a swirl of water。 Aviendha stood on the bank； in cadin'sor rather than skirt and blouse。 Not glaring； though； just looking。 〃e into the water；〃 he said。 〃I'll teach you how to swim。〃
Musical laughter pulled his head around to the opposite bank。 The woman who stood there； palely naked； was the most beautiful he had ever seen； with big； dark eyes that made his head whirl。 He thought he knew her。
〃Should I allow you to be unfaithful to me； even in your dreams？〃 she said。 Somehow he was aware without looking that Elayne and Min and Aviendha were not there anymore。； This was beginning to feel very odd。
For a long moment she considered him； pletely unconscious of her nudity。 Slowly she posed on toe tips； arms swept back； then dove cleanly into the pond。 When her head popped above the surface； her shining black hair was not wet。 That seemed surprising； for a moment。 Then she had reached him … had she swum； or was she just there？ … tangling arms and legs around him。 The water was cool； her flesh hot。
〃You cannot escape me；〃 she murmured。 Those dark eyes seemed far deeper than the pond。 〃I will make you enjoy this so you never forget； asleep or awake。〃
Asleep or。。。 ？ Everything shifted； blurred。 She wrapped herself around him tighter； and the blur went away。 Everything was as it had been。 Rushes filled one end of the pond； leatherleaf and pine grew almost to the water's edge at the other。
〃I know you；〃 he said slowly。 He thought he must； or why would he be letting her do this？ 〃But I don't。。。 This is not right。〃 He tried to pull her loose； but as fast as he pried an arm away； she had it back again。
〃I ought to mark you。〃 There was a fierce edge in her voice。 〃First that milk…hearted Ilyena and now。。。 How many women do you hold in your thoughts？〃 Suddenly her small white teeth burrowed at his neck。
Bellowing； he hurled her away and slapped a hand to his neck。 She had broken the skin； he was bleeding。
〃Is this how you amuse yourself when I wonder where you have gone？〃 a man's voice said contemptuously。 〃Why should I hold to anything when you risk our plan this way？〃
Abruptly the woman was on the bank； clothed in white； narrow waist belted in wide woven silver； silver stars and crescents in her midnight hair。 The land rose slightly behind her to an ash grove on a mound。 He did not remember seeing ash before。 She was facing … a blur。 A thick； gray； man…sized fuzzing of the air。 This was all。。。 wrong； somehow。
〃Risk；〃 she sneered。 〃You fear risk as much as Moghedien； don't you？ You would creep about like the Spider herself。 Had I not hauled you out of your hole； you'd still be hiding； and waiting to snatch a few scraps。〃
