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boy of his height； he was wretchedly thin。 I nodded gravely。
〃My master； Duke Brawndy of Bearns； desires that you wait upon him as soon as you handily may。〃 He spoke the words carefully。 I doubted he had been a page long。
〃That would be now。〃
〃Then shall I show you to him？〃
〃I can find my way。 Here。 I should not take these up there with me。〃 I handed him the sweet cakes； and he received them doubtfully。
〃Shall I save them for you； sir？〃 he asked seriously； and it smote me to see a boy put such a high value on food。
〃Perhaps you would eat them for me； and if they suit you； you might go in the kitchens and tell our cook Sara what you think of her work。〃
No matter how busy it was in there； I knew a pliment from a skinny boy would win him at least a bowl of stew。
〃Yes； sir！〃 His face lit at my orders and he hastened away from me； half of one cake already in his mouth。
The lesser guest rooms were those on the opposite side of the Great Hall from the King's rooms。 They were considered lesser； I suppose； mostly because their windows faced onto the mountains rather than the sea； and hence the rooms were gloomier。 But the chambers were no smaller； nor less handsome in any other way。
Save that the last time I had been admitted to one； it had been decently furnished。 Bearns guards admitted me to a sitting room that offered only three chairs in which to sit and a bare rickety table in the middle。 Faith greeted me； neutrally formal； and then went to let Duke Brawndy know I was there。 The tapestries and hangings that had once warmed the walls and given color to the stone chamber were gone。 It was as cheery as a dungeon； save that a warm fire on the hearth brightened it。 I remained standing in the center of the room until Duke Brawndy emerged from his bedchamber to greet me。 He invited me to be seated； and awkwardly we drew two of the chairs closer to the hearth。 There should have been breads and pastries upon the table； there should have been kettles and mugs and brewing herbs for tea； and bottles of wine in these rooms to wele Buckkeep's guests。 It pained me that there were not。 Faith hovered in the background like a hunting hawk。 I could not help but wonder where Celerity was。
We exchanged a few minor pleasantries； and then Brawndy plunged into his topic like a draft horse into a snowdrift。 〃I understand King Shrewd is ill； too ill to see any of his dukes。 Regal； of course； is much too busy with preparations for tomorrow。〃 The sarcasm was heavy as thick cream。 〃So I wished to visit Her Majesty Queen Kettricken；〃 he announced ponderously。 〃For as you know； she has been most courteous to me in the past。 But at her door； her ladies told me she was not well and should not have visitors。 I have heard a rumor that she was with child； and that now； in her grief and her foolishness at riding to Rippon's defense； she has lost it。 Is this so？〃
I took a breath； studied fair words for my response。 〃Our king is； as you say； very ill。 I do not think you shall see him； save at the ceremony。 Our queen is likewise indisposed； but I am sure that if she had been told you were at her door yourself； you would have been admitted。 She has not lost the child。 She rode to the defense of Neatbay for the same reasons she has gifted you with opals； for fear that if she did not act； no other would。 Nor was it her actions at Neatbay that threatened her child； but a fall down a tower stair here at Buckkeep。 And the child was only threatened； not lost； though our queen was sorely bruised。〃
〃I see。〃 He sat back in his chair and pondered for a bit。 The silence took root between us and grew while I waited。 At last he leaned forward and motioned me to do the same。 When our heads were close together； he asked quietly； 〃FitzChivalry； have you any ambitions？〃
This was the moment。 King Shrewd had predicted it years ago； and Chade more recently。 When I made no immediate answer； Brawndy went on as if each word were a stone he shaped before handing it to me。 〃The heir to the Farseer throne is a babe as yet unborn。 Once Regal has declared himself King…in…Waiting； do you think he will wait long to claim the throne？ We do not。 For although these words e from my lips； I speak for Rippon and Shoaks Duchies as well。 Shrewd has bee old； and feeble。 A King in name only。 We have had a taste of what kind of king Regal would be。 What should we suffer while Regal holds title until Verity's child es of age？ Not that I expect the child will manage to be born； let alone mount the throne。〃 He paused； cleared his throat； and looked at me earnestly。 Faith stood by the door as if guarding our talk。 I kept my silence。
〃You're a man we know； a son of a man we knew。 You bear his looks and almost his name。 You've as much a right to call yourself royal as many who have worn the crown。〃 He paused again。 Waiting。
Again I kept silent。 It was not； I told myself； a temptation。 I would simply hear him out。 That was all。 He had said nothing； as yet； that suggested I would betray my king。
He floundered for words； then looked up and met my eyes。 〃Times are difficult。〃
〃They are；〃 I agreed quietly。
He looked down at his hands。 They were worn hands； hands that bore the small scars and roughness of a man who did things with them。 His shirt was freshly washed and mended； but it was not a new garment made especially for this occasion。 Times might be hard in Buckkeep； but they were harder in Bearns。 Quietly he said it。 〃If you saw fit to oppose Regal； to declare yourself king…in…waiting in his stead； Bearns and Rippon and Shoaks would support you。 It is my belief that Queen Kettricken would support you as well； and that Buck would follow her。〃 He looked up at me again。 〃We have talked much of this。 We believe Verity's child would stand a better chance of gaining the throne with you as regent than with Regal。〃
So。 They had dismissed Shrewd already。 〃Why not follow Kettricken？〃 I asked carefully。
He looked into the flames。 〃It's a hard thing to say； after she has shown herself so true。 But she is foreign…born； and in some ways untried。 It is not that we doubt her； we do not。 Nor would we be setting her aside。 Queen she is； and would remain； and her child to reign after her。 But in these times； we need both king…in…waiting and queen。〃
A question bubbled in me。 A demon wanted me to ask； 〃And if； when the child es of age； I do not wish to relinquish power； what then？〃 They had to have asked themselves； they had to have agreed on some answer to have ready for me。 For a moment longer I sat still and silent。 Almost I could feel the eddies of possibility swirling about me； was this what the Fool was always prattling about； was this one of his misty crossroads where I always stood in the center？ 〃Catalyst；〃 I taunted myself quietly。
〃Beg pardon？〃 Brawndy leaned closer to me。
〃Chivalry；〃 I said。 〃As you have said； I bear his name。 Almost。 Duke Bearns。 You are a man hard…pressed。 I know what you have risked in speaking to me； and I will be as blunt with you。 I am a man with ambitions。 But I do not desire the crown of my king。〃 I took a breath and looked into the fire。 For the first time I really considered what it would do to Bearns； Rippon； and Shoaks for both Shrewd and Kettricken suddenly to disappear。 The Coastal Duchies would bee like a rudderless ship with decks awash。 Brawndy had as much as said they would not follow Regal。 Yet I had nothing else I could offer them at this time。 To whisper to him that Verity lived would demand that they rise tomorrow； to deny Regal's right to declare himself king…in…waiting。 To warn them that both Shrewd and Kettricken would suddenly vanish would be no assurance at all to them； but would certainly mean that too many folk would not be surprised when it happened。 Once they were safely in the Mountain Kingdom； then； perhaps； the Coastal Dukes could be told all。 But that could be weeks away。 I tried to think what I could offer him now； what assurances； what hopes。
〃For what it is worth； I； as a man； am with you。〃 I said the words carefully； wondering if I spoke treason。 〃To King Shrewd I am pledged。 To Qu