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; too; for it was winning。 It spoke again; as we swaggered swords; and I knew that head…filling voice。 It called me a fool and told me I could never hope to win。 But when morning came; the field was ours and we drove them back to the Circle; slaying them as they fled。 The rider of the piebald escaped。 There have been other sallyings forth since then; but none such as that night's。 If I were to leave this land; another such army … one that is readying even now … would e forth。 That thing would somehow know of my departure … just as it knew that Lance was bringing me another report on the disposition of troops within the Circle; sending those Wardens to destroy him as he returned。 It knows of you by now; and surely it must wonder over this development。 It must wonder who you are; for all your strength。 I will stay here and fight it till I fall。 I must。 Do not ask me why。 I only hope that before that day es; I at least learn how this thing came to pass … why that Circle is out there。〃
 Then there came a fluttering near to my head。 I ducked quickly to avoid whatever it was。 It was not necessary; though。 It was only a bird。 A white bird。 It landed on my left shoulder and stood there; making small noises。 I held up my wrist and it hopped over onto it。 There was a note tied to its leg。 I unfastened it; read it; crumpled it in my hand。 Then I studied invisible things distant。
 〃What is the matter。 Sir Corey?〃 cried Ganelon。
 The note; which I had sent on ahead to my destination; written in my own hand; transmitted by a bird of my desire; could only reach the place that had to be my next stop。 This was not precisely the place that I had in mind。 However; I could read my own omens。
 〃What is it?〃 he asked。 〃What is it that you hold? A message?〃
 I nodded。 I handed it to him。 I could not very well throw it away; since he had seen me take it。 It read; 〃I am ing;〃 and it bore my signature。 Ganelon puffed his pipe and read it in the glow。
 〃He lives? And he would e here?〃 he said。
 〃So it would seem。〃
 〃This is very strange;〃 he said。 〃I do not understand it at all。。。〃
 〃It sounds like a promise of assistance;〃 I said; dismissing the bird; which cooed twice; then circled my head and departed。
 Ganelon shook his head。
 〃I do not understand。〃
 〃Why number the teeth of a horse you may receive for nothing?〃 I said。 〃You have only succeeded in containing that thing。〃
 〃True;〃 he said。 〃Perhaps he could destroy it。〃
 〃And perhaps it's just a joke;〃 I told him。 〃A cruel one。〃
 He shook his head again。
 〃No。 That is not his style。 I wonder what he is after?〃
 〃Sleep on it;〃 I suggested。
 〃There is little else that I can do; just now;〃 he said; stifling a yawn。
 We rose then and walked the wall。 We said our good nights; and I staggered off toward the pit of sleep and fell headlong into it。
 
 
 Chapter 2
 
 Day。 More aches。 More pains。
 Someone had left me a new cloak; a brown one; which I decided was a good thing。 Especially if I put on more weight and Ganelon recalled my colors。 I did not shave my beard; because he had known me in a slightly less hairy condition。 I took pains to disguise my voice whenever he was about。 I hid Grayswandir beneath my bed。
 For all of the following week I drove myself ruthlessly。 I worked and sweated and strove until the aches subsided and my muscles grew firm once more。 I think I put on fifteen pounds that week。 Slowly; very slowly; I began feeling like my old self。
 The country was called Lorraine; and so was she。 If I happened to be in the mood to hand you a line; I would tell you we met in a meadow behind the castle; she gathering flowers and me walking there for exercise and fresh air。 Crap。
 I guess a polite term would be camp follower。 I met her at the end of a hard day's work; spent mainly with the saber and the mace。 She was standing off on the side lines waiting for her date when I first caught sight of her。 She smiled and I smiled back; nodded; winked; and passed her by。 The next day I saw her again; and I said 〃Hello〃 as I passed her。 That's all。
 Well; I kept running into her。 By the end of my second week; when my aches were gone and I was over a hundred…eighty pounds and feeling that way again; I arranged to be with her one evening。 By then; I was aware of her status and it was fine; so far as I was concerned。 But we did not do the usual thing that night。 No。
 Instead; we talked; and then something else happened。
 Her hair was rust…colored with a few strands of gray in it。 I guessed she was under thirty; though。 Eyes; very blue。 Slightly pointed chin。 Clean; even teeth inside a mouth that smiled at me a lot。 Her voice was somewhat nasal; her hair was too long; her make…up laid on too heavily over too much tiredness; her plexion too freckled; her choice in clothing too bright and tight。 But I liked her。 I did not think I'd actually feel that way when I asked her out that night because; as I said; liking her was not what I had in mind。
 There was no place to go but my chamber; so we had gone there。 I had bee a captain; and I took advantage of my rank by having dinner brought to us; and an extra bottle of wine。
 〃The men are afraid of you;〃 she said。 〃They say you never grow tired。〃
 〃I do;〃 I said; 〃believe me。〃
 〃Of course;〃 she said; shaking her too…long locks and smiling。 〃Don't we all?〃
 〃I daresay;〃 I replied。
 〃How old are you?〃
 〃How old are you?〃
 〃A gentleman would not ask that question。〃
 〃Neither would a lady?〃
 〃When you first came here; they thought you were over fifty。〃
 〃And。。。?〃
 〃And now they have no idea。 Forty…five? Forty?〃
 〃No;〃 I said。
 〃I didn't think so。 But your beard fooled everyone。〃
 〃Beards often do that。〃
 〃You look better every day。 Bigger。。。〃
 〃Thanks。 I feel better than I did when I arrived。〃
 〃Sir Corey of Cabra;〃 she said。 〃Where's Cabra? What's Cabra? Will you take me there with you; if I ask you nicely?〃
 〃I'd tell you so;〃 I said; 〃but I'd be lying。〃
 〃I know。 But it would be nice to hear。〃
 〃Okay。 I'll take you there with me。 It's place。〃
 〃Are you really as good as the men say?〃
 〃I'm afraid not。 Are you?〃
 〃Not really。 Do you want to go to bed now?〃
 〃No。 I'd rather talk。 Have a glass of wine。〃
 〃Thank you。。。 Your health。〃
 〃Yours。〃
 〃Why is it you are such a good swordsman?〃
 〃Aptitude and good teachers。〃
 〃。。。 And you carried Lance all that distance and slew those beasts。。。〃
 〃Stories grow with the telling。〃
 〃But I have watched you。 You are better than the others。 That is why Ganelon made you whatever deal he did。 He knows a good thing when he sees it。 I've had many friends who were swordsmen; and I've watched them at practice。 You could cut them to pieces。 The men say you are a good teacher。 They like you; even if you do scare them。〃
 〃Why do I frighten them? Because I am strong? There are many strong men in the world。 Because I can stand up and swing a blade for a long while?〃
 〃They think there is something supernatural involved。〃
 I laughed。
 〃No; I'm just the second…best swordsman around。 Pardon me … maybe the third。 But I try harder。〃
 〃Who's better?〃
 〃Eric of Amber; possibly。〃
 〃Who is he?〃
 〃A supernatural creature。〃
 〃He's the best?〃
 〃No。〃
 〃Who is?〃
 〃Benedict of Amber。〃
 〃Is he one; too?〃
 〃If he is still alive; he is。〃
 〃Strange; that's what you are;〃 she said。 〃And why? Tell me。 Are you a supernatural creature?〃
 〃Let's have another glass of wine。〃
 〃It'll go to my head。〃
 〃Good。〃 I poured them。
 〃We are all going to die;〃 she said。
 〃Eventually。〃
 〃I mean here; soon; fighting this thing。〃
 〃Why do you say that?〃
 〃It's too strong。〃
 〃Then why stick around?〃
 〃I've no place else to go。 That's why I ask you about Cabra〃
 〃And why you came here tonight?〃
 〃No。 I came to see what you were like。〃
 〃I am an athlete who is breaking training。 Were you born around here?〃
 〃Yes。 In the wood。〃
 〃Why'd you pick up with these guys?〃
 〃Why not? It's better than getting pig shit on my heels every day。〃
 〃Never have a man of your own? Steady; I mean?〃
 〃Yes。 He's dead。 He's the one who found。。。 the Fairy Ring。〃
 〃I'm sorry。〃
 〃I'm not。 He used to get drunk whenever he could borr

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