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dead。 Or injured。〃 He paused and studied me carefully。 〃Wouldn't you？〃
It was plain what he spoke of。 Ashamedly； I admitted； 〃Our link is not reliable。 Some things are clear。 Some are not。 Of this； I knew nothing。 What's happened？〃
He looked thoughtful。 〃Verity said he would try to send word through you。 If you've relayed no tidings to Shrewd； then this information should first go to the King。〃
I asked no more questions。
I had forgotten how long it had been since Burrich had seen King Shrewd。 Mornings were not the King's best times； but when I mentioned this to Burrich； he said he would rather report immediately at a bad time than delay information。 So we knocked and； to my surprise； were admitted。 Once within； I realized this was because Wallace was nowhere about。
Instead； as I entered； the Fool asked me graciously； 〃Back for more Smoke？〃 Then； as he caught sight of Burrich； the mocking grin faded from his face。 His eyes met mine。 〃The Prince？〃
〃Burrich has e to report to the King。〃
〃I shall try to rouse him。 Though the way he has been of late； one might as well report to him sleeping as awake。 He takes as much notice either way。〃
Accustomed as I was to the Fool's mockery； this still jarred me。 The sarcasm bit wrong； for there was too much resignation in his voice。 Burrich looked at me worriedly。 He whispered； 〃What is wrong with my king？〃
I shook my head at him for quiet and tried to get him to take a seat。
〃I stand before my king； until he bids me be seated；〃 he said stiffly。
〃You are injured。 He would understand。〃
〃He is my king。 That is what I understand。〃
So I gave off urging him。 We waited for a time； and more than a time。 At last the Fool came out of the King's bedchamber。 〃He is not well；〃 he cautioned us。 〃It has taken me a time to make him understand who is here。 But he says he will hear your report。 In his chambers。〃
So Burrich leaned on me as we went into the dimness and smoke of the King's bedchamber。 I saw Burrich wrinkle his nose in distaste。 Acrid fumes of Smoke hung heavy here； and several small censers burned。 The Fool had drawn back the bed curtains； and as we stood he patted and poked cushions and pillows behind the King's back until Shrewd waved him aside with a small gesture。
I looked at our monarch and wondered how I had not seen the signs of his disease。 They were plainly there when one looked。 The general wasting of his body； the sour edge of his sweat； the yellow in the whites of his eyes： these were the least things I should have seen。 The shock on Burrich's face told me plainly that the change since Burrich had last seen him was immense。 But he covered it well and drew himself up straight。
〃My king； I have e to report；〃 he said formally。
Shrewd blinked slowly。 〃Report；〃 he said vaguely； and I was not sure if he gave Burrich an order； or simply repeated the word。 Burrich took it as a mand。 He was as thorough and exact as he had always insisted I be。 I stood； and he supported his weight on my shoulder as he told of journeying with Prince Verity through the winter snows； traveling always toward the Mountain Kingdom。 He did not mince words； but spoke plainly。 The journey had been full of hardships。 Despite messengers sent ahead of Verity's expedition； hospitality and aid along the way had been poor。 Those nobles whose homes lay along their route professed to have known nothing of Verity's ing。 In many cases； they found only servants to greet them； and the hospitality no more than what would have been offered to any ordinary traveler。 Supplies and extra horses that should have been waiting for them at assigned locations were not。 The horses had suffered more grievously than the men。 The weather had been savage。
As Burrich reported I felt a tremor run through him from time to time。 The man was at the edge of plete exhaustion。 But each time he shook； I felt him take a deep breath； steady himself； and go on。
His voice quavered only slightly as he told how they had been ambushed on the plains of Farrow； before they came in sight of Blue Lake。 He drew no conclusions himself； but only observed that these highwaymen fought in a military style。 While they wore no Duke's colors； they seemed well dressed and well armed for brigands。 And Verity was obviously their intended target。 When two of the baggage animals broke loose and fled； none of their attackers broke away to follow them。 Bandits usually would have preferred chasing laden pack beasts to fighting armed men。 Verity's men had finally found a place to take a stand and had successfully stood them off。 Their attackers had finally given up when they realized that Verity's guard would die to the last man before surrendering or giving way。 They had ridden off； leaving their fallen dead in the snow。
〃They had not defeated us； but we were not unscathed。 We lost a good portion of our supplies。 Seven men and nine horses were killed outright。 Two of us were injured seriously。 Three others took minor injuries。 It was Prince Verity's decision to send the injured back to Buckkeep。 With us he sent two sound men。 His plan was to continue his quest； to take his guard with him as far as the Mountain Kingdom； and to have them stay there to await his return。 Keen was placed in charge of those of us returning。 To him； Verity entrusted written information。 I do not know what that information packet contained。 Keen and the others were killed five days ago。 We were ambushed just outside the border of Buck； as we were traveling by the Buck River。 Archers。 It was very 。。。 quick。 Four of us went down right away。 My horse was struck in the flank。 Ruddy's a young beast。 He panicked。 He plunged over an embankment into the river； and I with him。 The river is deep there； and the current strong。 I clung to Ruddy； but we were both swept downriver。 I heard Keen shouting to the others to ride； that some must make it back to Buckkeep。 But none of them did。 When Ruddy and I managed to clamber out of the Buck； we went back。 I found the bodies。 The papers Keen had carried were gone。〃
He stood straight as he reported； and his voice was clear。 His words were simple。 His report was a simple description of what had happened。 He mentioned nothing of what he had felt at being sent back； or at being the sole survivor to return。 He would drink himself sodden tonight； I suspected。 I wondered if he would want pany for that。 But for now； he stood； silent； awaiting his king's questions。 The silence stretched overlong。 〃My king？〃 he ventured。
King Shrewd shifted in the shadows of his bed。 〃It reminds me of my younger days；〃 he said hoarsely。 〃Once I could sit a horse and hold a sword。 When a man loses that well； once that is gone； he has actually lost far more than that。 But your horse was all right？〃
Burrich furrowed his brow。 〃I did what I could for him； my king。 He will take no permanent harm from it。〃
〃Well。 At least there is that； then。 At least there is that。〃 King Shrewd paused。 For a moment we listened to his breathing。 He seemed to be working at it。 〃Go and get some rest； man；〃 he said at last； gruffly。 〃You look