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t partially melted each day but were restored by night's freezes。
One other memory I have of that time； but it is not sharp…edged。 Rather it is warm and softly tinted； like a rich old tapestry seen in a dim room。 I recall being roused from sleep by the pup's wriggling and the yellow light of a lantern being held over me。 Two men bent over me； but Burrich stood stiffly behind them and I was not afraid。
〃Now you've wakened him；〃 warned the one； and he was Prince Verity； the man from the warmly lit chamber of my first evening。
〃So？ He'll go back to sleep as soon as we leave。 Damn him； he has his father's eyes as well。 I swear； I'd have known his blood no matter where I saw him。 There'll be no denying it to any that see him。 But have neither you nor Burrich the sense of a flea？ Bastard or not； you don't stable a child among beasts。 Was there nowhere else you could put him？〃
The man who spoke was like Verity around the jaw and eyes； but there the resemblance ended。 This man was younger by far。 His cheeks were beardless； and his scented and smoothed hair was finer and brown。 His cheeks and forehead had been stung to redness by the night's chill； but it was a new thing； not Verity's weathered ruddiness。 And Verity dressed as his men dressed； in practical woolens of sturdy weave and subdued colors。 Only the crest on his breast showed brighter； in gold and silver thread。 But the younger man with him gleamed in scarlets and primrose； and his cloak drooped with twice the width of cloth needed to cover a man。 The doublet that showed beneath it was a rich cream； and laden with lace。 The scarf at his throat was secured with a leaping stag done in gold； its single eye a winking green gem。 And the careful turn of his words was like a twisted chain of gold pared to the simple links of Verity's speech。
〃Regal； I had given it no thought。 What do I know of children？ I turned him over to Burrich。 He is Chivalry's man； and as such he's cared for 。。。 。〃
〃I meant no disrespect to the blood； sir；〃 Burrich said in honest confusion。 〃I am Chivalry's man； and I saw to the boy as I thought best。 I could make him up a pallet in the guardroom； but he seems small to be in the pany of such men； with their ings and goings at all hours； their fights and drinking and noise。〃 The tone of his words made his own distaste for their pany obvious。 〃Bedded here； he has quiet； and the pup has taken to him。 And with my Vixen to watch over him at night； no one could do him harm without her teeth taking a toll。 My lords； I know little of children myself； and it seemed to me…〃
〃It's fine； Burrich； it's fine；〃 Verity said quietly； cutting him off。 〃If it had to be thought about； I should have done the thinking。 I left it to you； and I don't find fault with it。 It's better than a lot of children have in this village； Eda knows。 For here； for now； it's fine。〃
〃It will have to be different when he es back to Buckkeep。〃 Regal did not sound pleased。
〃Then our father wishes him to return with us to Buckkeep？〃 The question came from Verity。
〃Our father does。 My mother does not。〃
〃Oh。〃 Verity's tone indicated he had no interest in further discussing that。 But Regal frowned and continued。
〃My mother the Queen is not at all pleased about any of this。 She has counseled the King long； but in vain。 Mother and I were for putting the boy 。。。 aside。 It is only good sense。 We scarcely need more confusion in the line of succession。〃
〃I see no confusion in it now； Regal。〃 Verity spoke evenly。 〃Chivalry； me； and then you。 Then our cousin August。 This bastard would be a far fifth。〃
〃I am well aware that you precede me； you need not flaunt it at me at every opportunity；〃 Regal said coldly。 He glared down at me。 〃I still think it would be better not to have him about。 What if Chivalry never does get a legal heir on Patience？ What if he chooses to recognize this 。。。 boy？ It could be very divisive to the nobles。 Why should we tempt trouble？ So say my mother and I。 But our father the King is not a hasty man； as well we know。 Shrewd is as Shrewd does； as the mon folk say。 He forbade any settling of the matter。 'Regal；' he said； in that way he has。 'Don't do what you can't undo； until you've considered what you can't do once you've done it。' Then he laughed。〃 Regal himself gave a short； bitter laugh。 〃I weary so of his humor。〃
〃Oh；〃 said Verity again； and I lay still and wondered if he were trying to sort out the King's words； or refraining from replying to his brother's plaint。
〃You discern his real reasons； of course；〃 Regal informed him。
〃Which is？〃
〃He still favors Chivalry。〃 Regal sounded disgusted。 〃Despite everything。 Despite his foolish marriage and his eccentric wife。 Despite this mess。 And now he thinks this will sway the people； make them warmer toward him。 Prove he's a man； that Chivalry can father a child。 Or maybe prove he's a human； and can make mistakes like the rest of them。〃 Regal's tone betrayed that he agreed with none of this。
〃And this will make the people like him more； support his future kingship more？ That he fathered a child on some wild woman before he married his queen？〃 Verity sounded confused by the logic。
I heard the sourness in Regal's voice。 〃So the King seems to think。 Does he care nothing for the disgrace？ But I suspect Chivalry will feel differently about using his bastard in such a way。 Especially as it regards dear Patience。 But the King has ordered that the bastard be brought to Buckkeep when you return。〃 Regal looked down on me as if ill satisfied。
Verity looked briefly troubled； but nodded。 A shadow lay over Burrich's features that the yellow lamplight could not lift。
〃Has my master no say in this？〃 Burrich ventured to protest。 〃It seems to me that if he wants to settle a portion on the family of the boy's mother； and set him aside； then； why surely for the sake of my Lady Patience's sensibilities； he should be allowed that discretion…〃
Prince Regal broke in with a snort of disdain。 〃The time for discretion was before he rolled the wench。 The Lady Patience is not the first woman to have to face her husband's bastard。 Everyone here knows of his existence； Verity's clumsiness saw to that。 There's no point to trying to hide him。 And as far as a royal bastard is concerned； none of us can afford to have such sensibilities； Burrich。 To leave such a boy in a place like this is like leaving a weapon hovering over the King's throat。 Surely even a houndsman can see that。 And even if you can't； your master will。〃
An icy harshness had e into Regal's voice； and I saw Burrich flinch from his voice as I had seen him cower from nothing else。 It made me afraid； and I drew the blanket up over my head and burrowed deeper into the straw。 Beside me； Vixen growled lightly in the back of her throat。 I think it made Regal step back； but I cannot be sure。 The men left soon after； and if they spoke any more than that； no memory of it lies within me。
Time passed； and I think it was two； or perhaps three weeks later that I found myself clinging to Burrich's belt and trying to wrap my short legs around a horse behind him as we left that chill village and began what seemed to me an endless journey down to warmer lands。 I suppose at some point Chivalry must have e to see the bastard he had sired and must have passed some sort of judgment on himself as regarded me。 But I have no memory of such a meeting with my father。 The only image I carry of him in my mind is from his portrait on the wall in Buckkeep。 Years later I was given to understand that his diplomacy had gone well indeed； securing a treaty and peace that lasted well into my teens and earning the respect and even fondness of the Chyurda。
In truth； I was his only failure that year； but I was a monumental one。 He preceded us home to Buckkeep； where he abdicated his claim to the throne。 By the time we arrived； he and Lady Patience were gone from court； to live as the Lord and Lady of Withywoods。 I have been to Withywoods。 Its name bears no relationship to its appearance。 It is a warm valley； centered on a gently flowing river that carves a wide plain that nestles between gently rising and rolling foothills。 A place to grow grapes and grain and plump children。 It is a soft holding； far from the borders； far from the politics of court； far from anything that had been Chivalry's life up to then。 It was a pasturing out； a gentle and genteel exile for a man who would have been King。 A velvet smothering for a warrior and a silencing of a rare and skilled diplomat。
And so I came to Buckkeep； sole child and bastard of a man I'd never know。 Prince Verity became King…in…Waiting and Prince Regal moved up a notch in the line of succession。 If all I had ever done was to be born and discovered； I would have left a mark across all the land for all time。 I grew up fatherless and motherless in a court where all recognized me as a catalyst。 And a catalyst I became。
CHAPTER TWO
Newboy
HERE ARE MANY LEGENDS about Taker； the first Outislander to claim Buckkeep as the First Duchy and the founder of the royal line。 One is that