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cken's choice of place； and her manner of presenting it to Brawndy； made that clear to him。 She did not tell him to keep it secret； she did not need to。
I thought of the emeralds hidden in a corner of my clothes chest； but within me Verity was quiet。 I made no move to get them。 I hoped to see Verity himself fasten them about his queen's neck one day。 Nor did I wish to lessen the significance of her gift to Brawndy by adding another from a bastard。 For that was how I would have had to present it。 No； I decided。 Let the Queen's gift and her presentation of it stand alone in his memory。
Brawndy turned from his queen to consider me。 〃My queen； you seem to hold this young man in considerable esteem； to make him privy to your counsels。〃
〃I do；〃 Kettricken replied gravely。 〃He has never betrayed my trust in him。〃
Brawndy nodded； as if confirming something to himself。 He permitted himself a small smile。 〃My youngest daughter； Celerity； was somewhat troubled by a missive from Lord FitzChivalry。 Especially as her older sisters had opened it for her； and found much there to tease her with。 But when she brought her misgivings to me； I told her that it is a rare man who so candidly admits to what might be seen as shortings。 Only a braggart would claim to go fearless into battle。 Nor would I wish to give my trust to a man who could kill and not feel heart…lost afterward。 As to your physical health〃…he clapped me suddenly on the shoulder…〃I would say a summer of pulling oars and wielding an ax had done you good。〃 His hawk's eyes pierced mine。 〃I have not changed my assessment of you； FitzChivalry。 Nor has Celerity。 I wish you to be sure of that。〃
I said the words I knew I must。 〃Thank you； sir。〃
He turned to look over his shoulder。 I followed his gaze through the blowing rain to where Celerity gazed at us。 Her father gave her a tiny nod； and her smile broke like the sun from behind a cloud。 Faith； watching her； said something； and Celerity turned blushing to give her sister a push。 My guts turned to ice when Brawndy told me； 〃You may bid my daughter farewell； if you wish。〃
There were few things I wished less to do。 But I would not undo what Kettricken had so laboriously wrought。 I could not。 So I bowed and excused myself； and forced myself to cross the rain…pelted garden to present myself to Celerity。 Faith and Shells immediately withdrew to a not…quite…discreet distance to watch us。
I bowed to her with absolute correctness。 〃Lady Celerity； I must thank you again for the scroll you sent me；〃 I said awkwardly。 My heart was pounding。 As was hers； I am sure； for a pletely different reason。
She smiled at me through the falling rain。 〃I was glad to send it； and gladder of your reply。 My father explained it to me。 I hope you do not take it amiss that I showed it to him。 I did not understand why you would belittle yourself so。 He said； ‘The man who must brag for himself knows that no one else will。' Then he told me there is no better way to learn the sea than at the oar of a boat。 And that； in his younger years； the ax was always his weapon； too。 He has promised my sisters and me a dory of our own； next summer； that we can take out on the sea on fine days 。。。。〃 She faltered suddenly。 〃I chatter； do I not？〃
〃Not at all； my lady；〃 I assured her quietly。 I much preferred that she do the talking。
〃My lady；〃 she repeated softly； and then blushed as furiously as if I had kissed her right there。
I looked aside from her； only to find Faith's wide eyes on us； her mouth an O of scandalized delight。 Imagining what she imagined I had said to her sister brought the color and heat to my face as well。 As I went scarlet she and Shells burst out giggling。
It seemed an eternity before we left the storm…battered Queen's Garden。 Our guests sought their rooms； both to change from sodden clothing and to prepare for their journey。 I did likewise； dressing hastily lest I miss anything of their departure。 I was at the outer courtyard to see Brawndy and his guard mount。 So was Queen Kettricken； in her now familiar purple and white； and her honor guard had been turned out as well。 She stood beside Brawndy's horse to bid him farewell； and before he mounted； he went down on one knee and kissed her hand。 Some brief words were spoken； I know not what； but the Queen smiled as the winds lashed her hair about her face。 Brawndy and his troops set off into the teeth of the storm。 There was anger yet in the set of Brawndy's shoulders； but his obeisance to the Queen showed me that as of yet not all was lost。
Celerity and Faith both looked back to me as they rode off； and Celerity dared to lift a hand in farewell。 I returned the gesture。 I stood watching them go； chilled by more than the rain。 I had supported Verity and Kettricken this day； but at what cost to myself？ What was I doing to Celerity？ Was Molly； perhaps； right about all this？
Later that evening； I went to pay my respects to my king。 He had not summoned me。 I did not intend to discuss Celerity with him。 I went； wondering if Verity willed it in me or if it was my own heart cautioning me not to abandon him。 Wallace grudgingly admitted me； with a stern warning that the King was still not feeling pletely himself； and I must not weary him。
King Shrewd was sitting up before his fireplace。 The air of the room was cloying with Smoke。 The Fool； his face still an interesting landscape of purples and blues； sat at the King's feet。 He had the good fortune to be below the most pungent level of the haze。 I had no such luck as I took the low backless stool that Wallace so thoughtfully provided for me。
A few moments after I had presented myself and sat down； the King turned to me。 He regarded me blearily for a few moments as his head swayed on his neck。 〃Ah； Fitz；〃 the King greeted me belatedly。 〃How have your lessons been？ Is Master Fedwren pleased with your progress？〃
I glanced at the Fool； who did not meet my eyes； but poked morosely at the fire。
〃Yes；〃 I said quietly。 〃He has said my lettering is good。〃
〃That's fine。 A clear hand is a thing any man may be proud of。 And what of our bargain？ Have I kept my word to you？〃
It was our old litany。 Once more I considered the terms he had offered me。 He would feed me； clothe me； and educate me； and in return he would have my plete loyalty。 I smiled at the familiar words； but my throat closed at how the man who said them had wasted away； and what they had e to cost me。
〃Yes； my king。 You have；〃 I answered softly。
〃Good。 Then see you keep your word to me as well。〃 He leaned back heavily in his chair。
〃I shall； Your Majesty；〃 I promised； and the Fool's eyes met mine as he witnessed again that promise。
For a few moments the room was still； save for the crackling of the fire。 Then the King sat up as if startled by a sound。 He looked about confusedly。 〃Verity？ Where's Verity？〃
〃He's gone on a quest； my king。 To seek the help of the Elderlings to drive the Red…Ships from our shores。〃
〃Ah； yes。 Of course。 Of course he has。 But just for a moment； I thought 。。。〃 He leaned back in his chair。 Then all the hair on my skin prickled up。 I could feel him vaguely Skilling； in an unfocused fumbling way。 His mind tugged at mine like old hands seeking for a grip。 I had believed him incapable of Skilling anymore； I had thought that he had burned out his talent years ago。 Verity had told me once that Shrewd used his talent but seldom anymore。 I had set those words aside as his loyalty to his father。 But the ghostly Skill plucked at my thoughts like unschooled fingers at harp strings。 I sensed Nighteyes hackling at this new invasion。 Silence； I cautioned him。
My breath snagged suddenly on an idea。 Fostered by Verity within me？ I set aside all cautions； reminded myself that this was what I had promised this man so long ago。 Loyalty in all things。 〃My king？〃 I asked his permission as I moved my stool closer to his chair。 I took his withered hand in mine。
It was like plunging myself into a rushing river。 〃Ah； Verity； my boy； there you are！〃 Just for a moment I glimpsed Verity as King Shrewd still saw