rh.royalassassin-第123部分
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Justin was breathing as if he'd just run a race。 I deliberately met his eyes。 He was speechless。 I smiled at him。
〃We need not speak to you at all；〃 Serene announced。 〃We know what you are。 e； Justin。〃
〃You know what I am？ Interesting。 Rest assured that I know what you are。 And that I am not the only one who knows。〃
〃Beast man！〃 Justin hissed。 〃You wallow in the filthiest of magics。 Did you think you could go undetected amongst us？ No wonder Galen found you unfit to Skill！〃
His arrow had struck home and quivered in my most secret fear。 I tried not to let it show。 〃I am loyal to King Shrewd。〃 Face posed； I gazed at them steadily。 I said no more than that。 Not in words。 But I looked them up and down； measuring them against what they should be； and found them lacking。 In the minute shifting of their feet； in their quick glances at one another； I decided that they knew they were traitors。 They reported to Regal； they knew they should report to the King。 They were not deceived as to what they were； they understood。 Perhaps Galen had burned a loyalty to Regal into their minds； perhaps they could not conceive of turning against him。 But parts of them still knew that Shrewd was king； and that they were disloyal to a King they had sworn to。 I tucked away that bit of knowledge； it was a crack that might someday hold a wedge。
I stepped forward； and enjoyed watching Serene shrink away from me while Justin cowered between her and the wall。 But I made no attack。 I turned my back to them and opened my door。 As I entered my room I felt a sneaky little wisp of Skill grope at the edges of my mind。 Without thinking； I blocked as Verity had taught me to。 〃Keep your thoughts to yourself；〃 I warned them； and did not dignify them by looking back at them。 I shut the door。
For a moment I stood breathing。 Calm。 Calm。 I did not relax my mind guards。 Then quietly； carefully； I worked my latches。 Once the door was secured； I moved cautiously through my room。 Chade had once told me that assassins must always believe the other person has more skill than they do。 It is the only way to remain alive and keep sharp。 So I touched nothing lest it had been coated with poison。 Instead； I stood in the center of my room； closed my eyes； and tried to recall exactly how it had looked when I last left it。 Then I opened my eyes and looked for changes in the room。
The small tray of herbs was squarely atop my clothing chest。 I had left it to one end； within easy reach of Burrich。 So they had been through my clothing chest。 The tapestry of King Wisdom； that had been slightly askew for months； now hung straight。 That was all I could see。 It puzzled me。 I had no idea what they had been looking for。 That they had dug through my clothing chest seemed to suggest it was a small enough item to fit in there。 But why lift a tapestry and look behind it？ I stood still； thinking a moment。 This had not been a random search。 I was not sure what they had been hoping to find。 But I suspected they had been told to look for a secret passageway in my room。 That meant that Regal had concluded that killing Lady Thyme had not been enough。 His suspicions were stronger than Chade had led me to believe。 I was almost grateful I had never been able to discover how to work the entry to Chade's apartments。 It gave me more confidence in its secrecy。
I inspected every item in my room before I handled it。 I saw that every scrap of food that had remained on Cook's trays was disposed of where no one and nothing would taste it。 I discarded the water in the buckets as well as that in my ewer。 I inspected my supply of firewood and candles for powders or resins； checked my bedding for powder； and reluctantly discarded my plete supply of herbs。 I would take no chances。 I could discover no possessions missing； nor that anything had been added to my room。 Sometime later I sat down on my bed； feeling exhausted and unnerved。 I would have to be more on my guard； I concluded。 I recalled the Fool's experience and pondered it。 I did not want to encounter a bag and a beating the next time I entered my room。
My room suddenly seemed confining； a trap that I must return to each day。 I left it； not bothering to lock it as I went。 Locks were useless。 Let them see I did not fear their intrusion。 Even though I did。
Outside； it was a mild； clear late afternoon。 The unseasonably kind weather ate at me； even as I enjoyed my walk through the inner circle of the Keep。 I decided I would walk down to town； to pay a visit to the Rurisk and my shipmates there； and then perhaps go into a tavern for a beer。 It had been too long since I'd walked to town； and far too； long since I'd listened to the gossip of town folk。 It would be a relief to get away from Buckkeep intrigues for a while。
I was going out the gate when a young guardsman stepped into my path。 〃Stand！〃 he manded me； then： 〃Please； sir；〃 he added as he recognized me。
I halted obediently。 〃Yes？〃
He cleared his throat； then suddenly went scarlet all the way to his hairline。 He took a breath； then stood silent。
〃Did you need something from me？〃 I asked。
〃Please to wait a moment； sir；〃 the boy blurted。
The lad disappeared back into the guardhouse； and a moment later an older watch officer emerged。 She regarded me gravely； took a breath as if to steel herself； then said quietly； 〃You are denied passage out of the Keep。〃
〃What？〃 I could not believe my ears。
She drew herself up。 When she spoke； her voice was firmer。 〃You are denied passage out of the Keep。〃
A surge of anger heated me。 I forced it down。 〃By whose mand？〃
She stood firm before me。 〃My mands e from the captain of the watch； sir。 That is all I know of it。〃
〃I would speak to that captain。〃 I kept my voice courteous。
〃He is not in the guardroom。 Sir。〃
〃I see。〃 But I did not； quite。 I could perceive all the nooses tightening about me； but could not understand why just now。 The other obvious question to ask； however； was 〃why not？〃 With Shrewd's enfeeblement； Verity had bee my protector。 But he was away。 I could turn to Kettricken； but only if I were willing to bring her into open conflict with Regal。 I was not。 Chade was； as always； a shadow power。 All of this passed through my mind quickly。 I was turning away from the gate when I heard my name called。 I turned back。
ing up the hill from town was Molly。 Her servant's blue dress flapped around her calves as she ran。 And she ran heavily； unevenly； unlike her usual graceful stride。 She was exhausted； or nearly so。 〃Fitz！〃 she cried out again； and there was fear in her voice。
I started to go to her； but the guard stepped suddenly into my path。 Fear was on her face； too； but also determination。 〃I cannot let you go out of the gate。 I have my orders。〃
I wanted to smash her from my path。 I forced my rage down。 A struggle with her would not help Molly。 〃Then you go to her； damn you！ Can't you see the woman is in trouble of some kind？〃
She stood eye to eye with me； unmoving。 〃Miles！〃 she called； and the boy leaped out。 〃Go see what is wrong with that woman。 Quickly now！〃
The boy took off like a shot。 I stood； with the guard standing squarely before me； and watched helplessly over her shoulder as Miles raced to Molly。 When he reached her； he put an arm around her and took her basket on his other arm。 Leaning heavily on him； gasping and near weeping； Molly came toward the gate。 It seemed to take forever before she was through the gate and in my arms。 〃Fitz； oh Fitz；〃 she sobbed。
〃e；〃 I told her。 I turned her away from the guard； walked her away from the gate。 I knew I had done the sensible thing； the calm thing； but I felt shamed and small from it。
〃Why didn't you 。。。 e to me？〃 Molly panted。
〃The guard would not let me。 They have orders I am not to leave Buckkeep；〃 I said quietly。 I could feel her trembling as she leaned against me。 I took her around the corner of a warehouse； out of sight of the guards standing gaping in the gate。 I held her in my arms until she quieted。 〃What's wrong？ What happened？〃 I tried to make my voice soothing。 I brushe
