九味书屋 > 文学经管电子书 > grrm.thehedgeknight >

第21部分

grrm.thehedgeknight-第21部分

小说: grrm.thehedgeknight 字数: 每页4000字

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页,按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页,按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
————未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!



ith his sword; and once with a word; even though he was a dead man as he stood there。 The world made no sense when a great prince died so a hedge knight might live。 Dunk sat beneath his elm and stared morosely at his foot。
 
 When four guardsmen in the royal livery appeared in his camp late one day; he was sure they had e to kill him after all。 Too weak and weary to reach for a sword; he sat with his back to the elm; waiting。
 〃Our prince begs the favor of a private word。〃
 〃Which prince?〃 asked Dunk; wary。
 〃This prince;〃 a brusque voice said before the captain could answer。 Maekar Targaryen walked out from behind the elm。
 Dunk got slowly to his feet。 What would he have of me now?
 Maekar motioned; and the guards vanished as suddenly as they had appeared。 The prince studied him a long moment; then turned and paced away from him to stand beside the pool; gazing down at his reflection in the water。 〃I have sent Aerion to Lys;〃 he announced abruptly。 〃A few years in the Free Cities may change him for the better。〃
 Dunk had never been to the Free Cities; so he did not know what to say to that。 He was pleased that Aerion was gone from the Seven Kingdoms; and hoped he never came back; but that was not a thing you told a father of his son。 He stood silent。
 Prince Maekar turned to face him。 〃Some men will say I meant to kill my brother。 The gods know it is a lie; but I will hear the whispers till the day I die。 And it was my mace that dealt the fatal blow; I have no doubt。 The only other foes he faced in the melee were three Kingsguard; whose vows forbade them to do any more than defend themselves。 So it was me。 Strange to say; I do not recall the blow that broke his skull。 Is that a mercy or a curse? Some of both; I think。〃
 From the way he looked at Dunk; it seemed the prince wanted an answer。 〃I could not say; Your Grace。〃 Perhaps he should have hated Maekar; but instead he felt a queer sympathy for the man。 〃You swung the mace; m'lord; but it was for me Prince Baelor died。 So I killed him too; as much as you。〃
 〃Yes;〃 the prince admitted。 〃You'll hear them whisper as well。 The king is old。 When he dies; Valarr will climb the Iron Throne in place of his father。 Each time a battle is lost or a crop fails; the fools will say; 'Baelor would not have let it happen; but the hedge knight killed him。'〃
 Dunk could see the truth in that。 〃If I had not fought; you would have had my hand off。 And my foot。 Sometimes I sit under that tree there and look at my feet and ask if I couldn't have spared one。 How could my foot be worth a prince's life? And the other two as well; the Humfreys; they were good men too。〃 Ser Humfrey Hardyng had succumbed to his wounds only last night。
 〃And what answer does your tree give you?〃
 〃None that I can hear。 But the old man; Ser Arlan; every day at evenfall he'd say; 'I wonder what the morrow will bring。' He never knew; no more than we do。 Well; mighten it be that some morrow will e when I'll have need of that foot? When the realm will need that foot; even more than a prince's life?〃
 Maekar chewed on that a time; mouth clenched beneath the silvery…pale beard that made his face seem so square。 〃It's not bloody likely;〃 he said harshly。 〃The realm has as many hedge knights as hedges; and all of them have feet。〃
 〃If Your Grace has a better answer; I'd want to hear it。〃
 Maekar frowned。 〃It may be that the gods have a taste for cruel japes。 Or perhaps there are no gods。 Perhaps none of this had any meaning。 I'd ask the High Septon; but the last time I went to him he told me that no man can truly understand the workings of the gods。 Perhaps he should try sleeping under a tree。〃 He grimaced。 〃My youngest son seems to have grown fond of you; ser。 It is time he was a squire; but he tells me he will serve no knight but you。 He is an unruly boy; as you will have noticed。 Will you have him?〃
 〃Me?〃 Dunk's mouth opened and closed and opened again。 〃Egg 。 。 。 Aegon; I mean; he is a good lad; but; Your Grace; I know you honor me; but。。。 I am only a hedge knight。〃
 〃That can be changed;〃 said Maekar。 〃Aegon is to return to my castle at Summerhall。 There is a place there for you; if you wish。 A knight of my household。 You'll swear your sword to me; and Aegon can squire for you。 While you train him; my master…at…arms will finish your own training。〃 The prince gave him a shrewd look。 〃Your Ser Arlan did all he could for you; I have no doubt; but you still have much to learn。〃
 〃I know; m'lord。〃 Dunk looked about him。 At the green grass and the reeds; the tall elm; the ripples dancing across the surface of the sunlit pool。 Another dragonfly was moving across the water; or perhaps it was the same one。 What shall it be; Dunk? he asked himself。 Dragonflies or dragons? A few days ago he would have answered at once。 It was all he had ever dreamed; but now that the prospect was at hand it frightened him。 〃Just before Prince Baelor died; I swore to be his man。〃
 〃Presumptuous of you;〃 said Maekar。 〃What did he say?〃
 〃That the realm needed good men。〃
 〃That's true enough。 What of it?〃
 〃I will take your son as squire; Your Grace; but not at Summerhall。 Not for a year or two。 He's seen sufficient of castles; I would judge。 I'll have him only if I can take him on the road with me。〃 He pointed to old Chestnut。 〃He'll ride my steed; wear my old cloak; and he'll keep my sword sharp and my mail scoured。 We'll sleep in inns and stables; and now and again in the halls of some landed knight or lesser lordling; and maybe under trees when we must。〃
 Prince Maekar gave him an incredulous look。 〃Did the trial addle your wits; man? Aegon is a prince of the realm。 The blood of the dragon。 Princes are not made for sleeping in ditches and eating hard salt beef。〃 He saw Dunk hesitate。 〃What is it you're afraid to tell me? Say what you will; ser。〃
 〃Daeron never slept in a ditch; I'll wager;〃 Dunk said; very quietly; 〃and all the beef that Aerion ever ate was thick and rare and bloody; like as not。〃
 Maekar Targaryen; Prince of Summerhall; regarded Dunk of Flea Bottom for a long time; his jaw working silently beneath his silvery beard。 Finally he turned and walked away; never speaking a word。 Dunk heard him riding off with his men。 When they were gone; there was no sound but the faint thrum of the dragonfly's wings as it skimmed across the water。
 
 The boy came the next morning; just as the sun was ing up。 He wore old boots; brown breeches; a brown wool tunic; and an old traveler's cloak。 〃My lord father says I am to serve you。〃
 〃Serve you; ser;〃 Dunk reminded him。 〃You can start by saddling the horses。 Chestnut is yours; treat her kindly。 I don't want to find you on Thunder unless I put you there。〃
 Egg went to get the saddles。 〃Where are we going; ser?〃
 Dunk thought for a moment。 〃I have never been over the Red Mountains。 Would you like to have a look at Dorne?〃
 Egg grinned。 〃I hear they have good puppet shows;〃 he said。
 
 THE END



1











返回目录 上一页 回到顶部 0 0

你可能喜欢的