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still hurts fiercely。 But I had my hand up。〃 He extended his left arm and the tattered sleeve pulled back。 Elias' manacle still hung on the swollen wrist; the metal flattened and scarred。 〃My brother and Pryrates forgot the gift they had given me。 There is some poetry in that…or perhaps God wished to send a message about the value of suffering。〃 The prince's sleeve rustled back into place。 〃I could barely use the hand for two days after I awoke; but the feeling is ing back now。〃
Miriamele stirred and opened her eyes。 For a moment they widened in dread; then she sat up; clutching the blanket to her breast。 〃Uncle Josua!〃
       Smiling crookedly; he lifted his finger to his lips。 She pulled the top part of the blanket around her…leaving most of Simon exposed to the cold air…and threw her arms around him; weeping。 Josua; too; seemed almost overe。 After a few moments Miriamele pulled away; then looked down at her bare shoulders and colored。 She hurriedly lay back on the bedroll again and pulled the blanket up to her chin。 Simon took back his half of it with gratitude。
〃How can you be alive?〃 she said; laughing and dabbing at her eyes with the blanket's edge。
       Josua explained again; showing her the dented manacle。
       〃But how did you escape?〃 Simon was anxious now for the story to continue。 〃The tower fell!〃
The prince's head moved from side to side。 Shadows flittered on the tent wall。 〃That is one thing I cannot know for certain; but my guess is that Camaris picked me up and carried me down in the first moments。 I have e close to many campfires in the past nights; and heard many things。 It sounds as though the confusion and smoke and flames were such that he could have gone down the stairwell ahead of you。 We first came into the tower from beneath; through the tunnels; I believe he
went out that way as well。 All I know for certain is that I woke up beneath the stars; alone on the beach beside the Kynslagh。 But who except Camaris would have had the strength to carry me so far?〃
〃If he went down before us; then Cadrach must have seen。〃 Miriamele fell silent; pondering this。
       〃It's a miracle;〃 Simon breathed。 〃But why have you told no one? And what did you mean when you said Miriamele would be queen? Won't you。。。 ?〃
       〃You do not understand;〃 the prince said quietly。 There was a strange edge of merriment in his voice。 〃I am dead。 I wish to stay that way。〃
       〃What?〃 
       〃Just as I said。 Simon; Miriamele; I was never meant to rule。 It was a pain to me; but I saw no other course but to try to push Elias trom the throne。 Now God has opened a door for me; a door that I believed forever shut。 To die or to take the crown were my only choices。 Now; I have been given another。〃
Simon was stunned。 For a long while he said nothing。 Miriamele was silent; too。 Josua watched them; a smile playing across his mouth。
〃It is shocking; I know。〃 The prince turned to his niece。 〃But you will be a far better ruler than I ever would…as will Simon。〃
       〃But you are John's true heir;〃 Simon protested; 〃even more than Miriamele! And I'm just a kitchen boy you knighted! They say I'm a descendant of Saint Eahlstan; but that means nothing to me。 It doesn't make me fit to rule Erkynland or anything else。〃
       〃I heard that tale; Simon。 Isgrimnur and the others keep secrets poorly; if they ever meant to keep your heritage secret。〃 Josua laughed quietly。 〃And I was not at all surprised to hear that you are of Eahlstan Fiskerne's blood。 But as to whether that makes you more or less fit than me; Simon…you do not know all; even so。 I am no more John's heir than you are。〃
       〃What do you mean?〃 Simon moved slightly so that Miriamele's head found a more fortable position on his breast。 She was not looking at Josua now; but up at Simon; her brow furrowed with worry or deep thought。
〃Just as I said;〃 the prince replied。 〃I am not John's son。 Camaris was my father。〃
Simon sucked in his breath。 〃Camaris。。。 ?〃 Now Miriamele did look at the prince; as startled as Simon。 〃What are you talking about?〃
       〃John was old when he married my mother; Efiathe of Hernysadharc;〃 Josua said。 〃A measure of the distance in their years is that he felt no qualms about giving her a new name; Ebekah; as though she were a child。〃 He frowned。 〃What happened after that is not particularly surprising。 It is one of the monest and oldest stories in the world; although I do not doubt she loved the king and he loved her。 But Camaris was her special protector; a young man; as great and fabled a hero as John。 What began as a deep respect and admiration between them grew into something more。
       〃Elias was John's child; but I was not。 When my mother died birthing me; Camaris went mad。 What could he think but that his sin had sentenced his beloved; who was also the wife of his closest friend; to death?〃 The prince shook his head。 〃His agony was such that he gave away everything he had; as one who knows he will die… and he must have felt he was dying; since every breath; every moment; was so full of pain and terrible shame。 At last he took the horn Ti…tuno and went in search of the Sithi; perhaps to expiate the sin of participating in John's persecution of them; or perhaps; like Elias; he hoped the wise immortals could help him reach his beloved beyond death。 Whatever the aim of his pilgrimage; Amerasu brought him secretly to Jao e…Tinukai'i; for reasons of her own。 I have not discovered all that happened: my father was so distraught when he told me it was hard to make sense of everything。
〃In any case; Amerasu met with him and took the horn back; perhaps to keep it for him; perhaps because it had belonged to her lost sons。 Exactly what passed between them is still a mystery to me; but apparently whatever she told him was no fort。 My father left the forest deeps; still grieving。 Soon after; when his despair finally outweighed even his terror of the sin of self…slaughter; he cast himself over the side of a ship into the Bay of Firannos。 He survived somehow…he is fearfully strong; you know; that trait his blood certainly did not pass on to me!…but his wits were shadowed。 He wandered through the southland; begging; living in the wilderness; subsisting on the charities of others; until he found his way at last to that Kwanitupul inn。 In a way; I suppose; he knew peace for that time; despite the harshness of his life and his own poor wits。 Then; after two score years; Isgrimnur found him; and soon peace was taken from him again。 He awakened with the old horror still fresh in his mind; and the knowledge he had tried to murder himself added to it。〃
〃Mother of Mercy'〃 Miriamele said feelingly。 〃That unhappy man!〃
       It was hard for Simon to enpass the breadth of the old knight's suffering。 〃Where is he now?〃
       Josua shook his head。 〃I do not know。 Wandering once more; perhaps。 I pray he did not try to drown himself again。 My poor father! I hope that the demons that plague him are weaker now; although I doubt it。 I will find him; and I will try to help him toward some kind of peace。〃
       〃So that's what you're going to do?〃 Simon asked。 〃Look for Camaris?〃
       Miriamele looked at the prince sharply。 〃What about Vorzheva?〃
Josua nodded and smiled。 〃I will search for my father; but only after my wife and children are safe。 There is much to be done; and it will be almost impossible for me to do any of it here in Erkynland where I am known。〃 He laughed quietly。 〃You see; I am imitating Duke Isgrimnur and letting my beard grow to better my disguise。〃 The prince rubbed his chin。 〃So tonight I ride south。 Soon old Count Streawe will have a late…night visitor。 He owes me a favor 。。。 of which I will remind him。 If anyone can spirit Vorzheva and the two children out of the Nabbanai court; it will be Perdruin's devious master。 And he will
enjoy the sport of it more than any payment I could ever make him。 He loves secrets。〃
〃The dead prince's wife and heirs disappearing。〃 Simon could not resist a smile of his own。 〃That will make for a few stories and songs!〃
       〃So it will。 And I'm sure I will hear them and laugh。〃 He reached over and squeezed Simon's arm; then leaned farther to embrace Miriamele; who clung to him for a long

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