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's son。 See that you behave with honor。 Now go and get some sleep。〃
〃With this ear？〃 I asked； showing her blood on my fingertips。
〃I hadn't thought。 I'm sorry…〃 she began； but I interrupted her。
〃Too late to apologize。 I've already forgiven you。 And thank you。〃 Lacey was still giggling as I left。
I arose early the next morning to take my place in the wedding cavalcade。 Rich gifts must be taken as a token of the new bond between the families。 There were gifts for the Princess Kettricken herself； a fine blooded mare； jewelry； fabric for garments； servants； and rare perfumes。 And there were the gifts to her family and people。 Horses and hawks and worked gold for her father and brother； of course； but the more important gifts were the ones offered to her kingdom； for in keeping with the Jhaampe traditions； she was of her people more than she was of her family。 And so there was breeding stock； cattle； sheep； horses and fowl； and powerful yew bows such as the mountain folk did not have； and metalworking tools of good Forge iron； and other gifts judged likely to improve the lot of the mountain folk。 And there was knowledge； in the form of several of Fedwren's best…illustrated herbals； and several tablets of cures； and a scroll on hawking that was a careful copy of one created by Hawker himself。 These last； ostensibly； were my purpose in acpanying the caravan。
They were given into my keeping； along with a generous supply of the herbs and roots mentioned in the herbal； and with seed for growing those that did not keep well。 This was not a trivial gift； and I took my responsibility for seeing it well delivered as seriously as I took my other mission。 All was well wrapped and then placed within a carved cedar chest。 I was checking their wrappings a final time before taking the chest down to the courtyard when I heard the Fool behind me。
〃I brought you this。〃
I turned to find him standing just inside the door of my room。 I hadn't even heard the door open。 He was proffering a leather drawstring bag。 〃What is it？〃 I asked； and tried not to let him hear either the flowers or the doll in my voice。
〃Seapurge。〃
I raised my eyebrows。 〃A cathartic？ As a marriage gift？ I suppose some would find it appropriate； but the herbs I am taking can be planted and grown in the mountains。 I do not think…〃
〃It is not a wedding gift。 It is for you。〃
I accepted the pouch with mixed feelings。 It was an exceptionally powerful purge。 〃Thank you for thinking of me。 But I am not usually prone to traveler's ailments； and…〃
〃You are not usually； when you travel； in danger of being poisoned。〃
〃Is there something you'd like to tell me？〃 I tried to make my tone light and bantering。 I missed the Fool's usual wry faces and mockeries from this conversation。
〃Only that you'd be wise to eat lightly； or not at all； of any food you do not prepare yourself。〃
〃At all the feasts and festivities that will be there？〃
〃No。 Only at the ones you wish to survive。〃 He turned to go。
〃I'm sorry；〃 I said hastily。 〃I didn't mean to intrude。 I was looking for you； and I was so hot； and the door wasn't latched； so I went in。 I didn't mean to pry。〃
His back was to me and he didn't turn around as he asked； 〃And did you find it amusing？〃
〃I 。。。〃 I could not think of anything to say； of any way to assure him that what I had seen there would stay only within my own mind。 He took two steps and was closing the door。 I blurted； 〃It made me wish there were a place as much me as that place is you。 A place I would keep as secret。〃
The door halted a handbreadth short of closed。 〃Take some advice； and you may survive this trip。 When considering a man's motives； remember you must not measure his wheat with your bushel。 He may not be using the same standard at all。〃
And the door closed and the Fool was gone。 But his last words had been cryptic and frustrating enough that I thought perhaps he had forgiven me my trespass。
I stuffed the seapurge into my jerkin； not wanting it； but afraid to leave it now。 I glanced about my room； but as always it was a bare and practical place。 Mistress Hasty had seen to my packing； not trusting me with my new garments。 I had noticed that the barred buck on my crest had been replaced with a buck with his antlers lowered to charge。 〃Verity ordered it；〃 was all she said when I asked about it。 〃I like it better than the barred buck myself。 Don't you？〃
〃I suppose；〃 I replied； and that had been the end of it。 A name and a crest。 I nodded to myself； shouldered my chest of herbs and scrolls； and went down to join the caravan。
As I was going。 down the steps I encountered Verity ing up。 At first I scarcely knew him； for he was ascending like a crabbed old man。 I stepped out of his way to let him pass； and then knew him as he glanced at me。 It is a strange thing to see a once familiar man like that； encountered as a stranger。 I marked how his clothes hung on him now； and the bushy dark hair I remembered had a peppering of gray。 He smiled absently at me； and then； as if it had suddenly occurred to him； he stopped me。
〃You're leaving for the Mountain Kingdom？ For the wedding ceremony？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Do me a favor； boy？〃
〃Of course；〃 I said； taken aback by the rust in his voice。
〃Speak well of me to her。 Truthfully； mind you； I'm not asking for lies。 But speak well of me。 I've always thought that you thought well of me。〃
〃I do；〃 I said to his retreating back。 〃I do； sir。〃 But he didn't turn or make a reply； and I felt much as I had when the Fool left me。
The courtyard was a milling of folk and animals。 There were no carts this time； the roads into the mountains were notoriously bad； and it had been decided that pack animals would have to suffice for the sake of swiftness。 It would not do for the royal entourage to be late for the wedding； it was bad enough that the groom was not attending。
The flocks and herds had been sent on days before。 It was expected that our trip would take two weeks； and three had been allowed for it。 I saw to fastening the cedar chest onto a pack animal； and then stood beside Sooty and waited。 Even in the cobbled courtyard； dust stirred thick in the hot summer air。 Despite all the careful planning that had gone into it； the caravan seemed chaotic。 I glimpsed Sevrens； Regal's favorite valet。 Regal had sent him back to Buckkeep a month ago； with specific instructions about certain garments he wished created。 Sevrens was following Hands； dithering and expostulating about something； and whatever it was； Hands was not looking patient about it。 When Mistress Hasty had been giving me final instructions on the care of my new garments； she had divulged that Sevrens was taking so many new garments； hats； and accoutrements for Regal that he had been allotted three pack animals to carry them。 I imagined that caring for the three animals had fallen to Hands； for Sevrens was an excellent valet； but timid around the larger animals。 Rowd； Regal's ready man； hulked after both of them； looking ill…tempered and impatient。 On one wide shoulder he carried yet another trunk； and perhaps the loading of this additional item was what was fretting Sevrens。 I soon lost sight of them in the crowd。
I was surprised to discover Burrich checking the lead lines on the breeding horses and the Princess's gift mare。 Surely whoever was in charge of them could do that； I thought。 And then； as I saw him mount； I realized that he； too； would be part of this procession。 I looked about to see who was acpanying him； but saw none of the stable boys I knew； save Hands。 Cob was already in Jhaampe with Regal。 So Burrich had taken this on himself。 I was not surprised。
August was there； astride a fine gray mare； waiting with an impassivity that was almost inhuman。 Already his time in the coterie had changed him。 Once he had been a chubby youth； quiet but pleasant。 He had the same black bushy hair as Verity； and I had heard it said that he resembled his cousin as a boy。 I reflected that as his Skill duties increased； he would probably resemble Verity even more。 He would be present at the wedding； as a sort of window for Verity as Regal uttered the vows on his brother's behalf。 Regal's voice； August's eyes； I mused to myself。 What did I go as？ His poniard？
I mounted Sooty； as much to be up and away from the folk exchanging good…byes and last…minute instructions as for any other reason。 I wished to Eda we could be away and on the road。 It seemed to take forever for the straggling line to form and for the last…minute tying and strapping of bundles to be acplished。 And then； almost abruptly； the standards were lifted； a horn was blown； and the line of horses； laden pack animals； and folk began to move。 I looked up once； to see that Verity had actually e out to stand atop the tower and watch us depart。 I waved up at him； but doubted that he knew me amidst so many。 And then we were out of the gates and winding up the hilly path that led away from Buckkeep and to the west。
Our path would lead us up the banks of the Buckriver； which we would ford at its wide