rj.theshadowrising-第62章
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〃I hope your path is a happy one； Mat。 The Light send you pretty girls and fools who want to gamble。〃
〃Oh； burn me； Perrin。 The Light send you what you want； too。〃
〃I expect it will。〃 He did not sound happy at the prospect。
〃Will you tell my Da I'm all right？ And my mother？ She always did worry。 And look after my sisters。 They used to spy on me and tell Mother everything； but I wouldn't want anything to happen to them。〃
〃I promise； Mat。〃
Closing the door behind him； Mat wandered down the hallways aimlessly。 His sisters。 Eldrin and Bodewhin had always been ready to run shouting 〃Mama； Mat's in trouble again； Mat's doing what he shouldn't； Mama。〃 Especially Bode。 They would be sixteen and seventeen； now。 Probably thinking of marriage before too much longer； already with some dull farmer picked out whether the fellow knew it or not。 Had he really been gone so long？ It did not seem so； sometimes。 Sometimes he felt as if he had left Emond's Field just a week or two past。 Other times it seemed years gone； only dimly remembered at all。 He could remember Eldrin and Bode smirking when he had been switched； but their faces were no longer sharp。 His own sisters' faces。 These bloody holes in his memory； like holes in his life。
He saw Berelain ing toward him and grinned in spite of himself。 For all her airs； she was a fine figure of a woman。 That clinging white silk was thin enough for a handkerchief； not to mention being scooped low enough at the top to expose a considerable amount of excellent pale bosom。
He swept her his best bow； elegant and formal。 〃A good evening to you； my Lady。〃 She started to sweep by without a glance； and he straightened angrily。 〃Are you deaf as well as blind； woman？ I'm not a carpet to walk over； and I distinctly heard myself speak。 If I pinch your bottom； you can slap my face； but until I do； I expect a civil word for a civil word！〃
The First stopped dead； eyeing him in that way women had。 She could have sewn him a shirt and told his weight； not to mention when he had his last bath； from that look。 Then she turned away； murmuring something to herself。 All he caught was 〃too much like me。〃
He stared after her in amazement。 Not a word to him！ That face； that walk； and her nose so far in the air it was a wonder her feet touched the ground。 That was what he got； speaking to the likes of Berelain and Elayne。 Nobles who thought you were dirt unless you had a palace and bloodlines back to Artur Hawkwing。 Well； he knew a plump cook's helper … just plump enough … who did not think he was dirt。 Dara had a way of nibbling his ears that。。。
His thoughts stopped dead in their tracks。 He had been considering seeing whether Dara was awake and up for a cuddle。 He had even considered flirting with Berelain。 Berelain！ And the last words he had said to Perrin。 Look after my sisters。 As if he had already decided； already knew what to do。 Only he had not。 He would not； not so easily； just sliding into it。 There was a way； perhaps。
Digging a gold coin from his pocket； he flipped it into the air and snatched it onto the back of his other hand。 A Tar Valon mark； he saw for the first time； and he was staring at the Flame of Tar Valon； stylized like a teardrop。 〃Burn all Aes Sedai！〃 he announced loudly。 〃And burn Rand al'Thor for getting me into this！〃
A black…and…gold liveried servant stopped in midstride； staring at him worriedly。 The man's silver tray was piled high with rolled bandages and jars of ointment。 As soon as he realized Mat had seen him； he gave a jump。
Mat tossed the gold mark onto the man's tray。 〃From the biggest fool in the world。 Mind you spend it well； on women and wine。〃
〃Th…thank you； my Lord；〃 the man stammered as if stunned。
Mat left him standing there。 The biggest fool in the world。 Aren't I just！
Chapter 14
（Wolf）
Customs of Mayene
Perrin shook his head as the door closed behind Mat。 Mat would as soon hit himself on the head with a hammer as go back to the Two Rivers。 Not unless he must。 Perrin wished there was some way he could avoid going home； too。 But there was no way； it was a fact as hard as iron and less forgiving。 The difference between Mat and himself was that he was willing to accept that； even when he did not want to。
Easing his shirt off made him grunt； careful as he could be。 A large bruise； already faded to browns and yellows； stained his entire left shoulder。 A Trolloc had slipped past his axe； and only Faile's quick work with a knife had kept it from being more than it was。 The shoulder made washing painful； but at least there was no worry about cold water in Tear。
He was packed and ready； only a change of clothes for the morning remaining out of his saddlebags。 As soon as the sun rose； he would go find Loial。 No point in bothering the Ogier tonight。 He was probably already abed； where Perrin meant to be shortly。 Faile was the only problem he had not figured out how to deal with。 Even staying in Tear would be better for her than going with him。
The door opened； surprising him。 Perfume wafted in to him as soon as the door cracked； it made him think of climbing flowers on a hot summer night。 A tantalizing scent； not heavy； not to anyone but him； but nothing Faile would wear。 Still； he was even more surprised when Berelain stepped into his room。
Holding the edge of the door； she blinked； making him realize how dim the light must be for her。 〃You are going somewhere？〃 she said hesitantly； With the light of the hallway's lamps behind her； it was difficult not to stare。
〃Yes； my Lady。〃 He bowed； not smoothly； but as well as he could。 Faile could give all the sharp sniffs she wanted； but he saw no reason not to be polite。 〃In the morning。〃
〃So am I。〃 She closed the door and crossed her arms beneath her breasts。 He looked away； watching her from the corner of his eye； so she would not think he was goggling。 She went on without noticing his reaction。 The single candle flame was reflected in her dark eyes。 〃After tonight。。。Tomorrow I will leave by carriage for Godan； and from there take ship for Mayene。 I should have gone days ago； but I thought there must be some way to work matters out。 Only； there wasn't； of course。 I should have seen that sooner。 Tonight convinced me。 The way he。。。 All that lightning； flowing down the halls。 I will leave tomorrow。〃
〃My Lady；〃 Perrin said in confusion； 〃why are you telling me？〃
The way she tossed her head reminded him of a mare he had sometimes shoed in Emond's Field； that mare would try to take a bite out of you。 〃So you can tell the Lord Dragon； of course。〃
That made no more sense to him。 〃You can tell him yourself；〃 he said with more than a little exasperation。 〃I've no time for carrying messages before I go。〃
〃I。。。do not think he would wish to see me。〃
Any man would want to see her； and she was beautiful to look at； she knew both things。 He thought she had started to say something else。 Could she have been that frightened by what had happened that night in Rand's bedchamber？ Or the attack and the way Rand had ended it？ Perhaps； but this was not a woman to frighten easily； not from the cool way she was eyeing him。 〃Give your message to a servant。 I doubt I'll see Rand again。 Not before I leave。 Any servant will take a note to him。〃
〃It would e better from you； a friend of the Lord …〃
〃Give it to a servant。 Or one of the Aiel。〃
〃You will not do as I ask？〃 she asked incredulously。
〃No。 Haven't you been listening to me？〃
She tossed her head again； but there was a difference this time； though he could not have said what。 Studying him thoughtfully； she murmured half to herself； 〃Such striking eyes。〃
〃What？〃 Suddenly he realized he was standing there naked to the waist。 Her intense scrutiny abruptly seemed like the study of a horse before purchase。 Next thing； she would be feeling his ankles and inspecting his teeth。 He snatched the shirt meant for morning from the bed and pulled it over his head。 〃Give your message to a servant。 I want to go to bed now。 I mean to be up early。 Before sunris
