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utely pushed that thought aside。 I'd deal with that later。 For now； he needed a name。 I looked him over。 He was not the curly…haired yappy type of terrier。 He would have a short smooth coat； a thick neck； and a mouth like a coal scuttle。 But grown； he'd be less than knee high； so it couldn't be too weighty of a name。 I didn't want him to be a fighter。 So no Ripper or Charger。 He would be tenacious； and alert。 Grip； maybe。 Or Sentry。
〃Or Anvil。 Or Forge。〃
I looked up。 The Fool stepped out of an alcove and followed me down the hall。
〃Why？〃 I asked。 I no longer questioned the way the Fool could guess what I was thinking。
〃Because your heart will be hammered against him； and your strength will be tempered in his fire。〃
〃Sounds a bit dramatic to me；〃 I objected。 〃And Forge is a bad word now。 I don't want to mark my pup with it。 Just the other day； down in town； I heard a drunk yell at a cutpurse； 'May your woman be Forged。' Everyone in the street stopped and stared。〃
The Fool shrugged。 〃Well they might。〃 He followed me into my room。 〃Smith； then。 Or Smithy。 Let me see him？〃
Reluctantly I gave over my puppy。 He stirred； awakened； and then wiggled in the Fool's hands。 No smell； no smell。 I was astonished to agree with the pup。 Even with his little black nose working for me； the Fool had no detectable scent。 〃Careful。 Don't drop him。〃
〃I'm a fool； not a dolt；〃 said the Fool； but he sat on my bed and put the pup beside him。 Smithy instantly began snuffling and rucking my bed。 I sat on the other side of him lest he venture too near the edge。
〃So；〃 the Fool asked casually； 〃are you going to let her buy you with gifts？〃
〃Why not？〃 I tried to be disdainful。
〃It would be a mistake； for both of you。〃 The Fool tweaked Smithy's tiny tail； and he spun 'round with a puppy growl。 〃She's going to want to give you things。 You'll have to take them； for there's no polite way to refuse。 But you'll have to decide whether they'll make a bridge between you； or a wall。〃
〃Do you know Chade？〃 I asked abruptly； for the Fool sounded so like him I suddenly had to know。 I had never mentioned Chade to anyone else； save Shrewd； nor heard talk of him from anyone around the keep。
〃Shade or sunlight； I know when to keep a grip on my tongue。 It would be a good thing for you to learn as well。〃 The Fool rose suddenly and went to the door。 He lingered there a moment。 〃She only hated you for the first few months。 And it wasn't truly hate of you； it was blind jealousy of your mother； that she could bear a babe to Chivalry； but Patience could not。 After that； her heart softened。 She wanted to send for you； to raise you as her own。 Some might say she merely wanted to possess anything that touched Chivalry。 But I don't think so。〃
I was staring at the Fool。
〃You look like a fish； with your mouth open like that；〃 he observed。 〃But of course； your father refused。 He said it might appear he was formally acknowledging his bastard。 But I don't think that was it at all。 I think it would have been dangerous for you。〃 The Fool made an odd pass with his hand； and a stick of dried meat appeared in his fingers。 I knew it had been up his sleeve； but I was unable to see how he acplished his tricks。 He flipped the meat onto my bed and the puppy sprang on it greedily。
〃You can hurt her； if you choose；〃 he offered me。 〃She feels such guilt at how alone you have been。 And you look so like Chivalry； anything you say will be as if it came from his lips。 She's like a gem with a flaw。 One precise tap from you； and she will fly all to pieces。 She's half…mad as she is； you know。 They would never have been able to kill Chivalry if she hadn't consented to his abdication。 At least； not with such blithe dismissal of the consequences。 She knows that。〃
〃Who is 'they'？〃 I demanded。
〃Who are they？〃 the Fool corrected me； and whisked out of sight。 By the time I got to the door； he was gone。 I quested after him； but got nothing。 Almost as if he were Forged。 I shivered at that thought； and went back to Smithy。 He was chewing the meat to slimy bits all over my bed。 I watched him。 〃The Fool's gone；〃 I told Smithy。 He wagged a casual acknowledgment and went on worrying his meat。
He was mine； given to me。 Not a stable dog I cared for； but mine； and outside of Burrich's knowledge or authority。 Other than my clothes and the copper bracelet that Chade had given me； I had few possessions。 But he made up for all lacks I might ever have had。
He was a sleek and healthy pup。 His coat was smooth now； but would grow bristly as he matured。 When I held him up to the window； I could see faint mottlings of color in his coat。 He'd be a dark brindle； then。 I discovered one white spot on his chin； and another on his left hind foot。 He clamped his little jaws on my shirtsleeve and shook it violently； uttering savage puppy growls。 I tussled him on the bed until he fell into a deep； limp sleep。 Then I moved him to his straw cushion and went reluctantly to my afternoon lessons and chores。
That initial week with Patience was a trying time for both of us。 I learned to keep a thread of my attention always with him so he never felt alone enough to howl when I left him。 But that took practice； so I felt somewhat distracted。 Burrich frowned about it； but I persuaded him it was due to my sessions with Patience。 〃I have no idea what that woman wants from me；〃 I told him by the third day。 〃Yesterday it was music。 In the space of two hours； she attempted to teach me to play the harp； the sea pipes； and then the flute。 Every time I came close to figuring out a few notes on one or the other of them； she snatched it away and manded that I try a different one。 She ended that session by saying that I had no aptitude for music。 This morning it was poetry。 She set herself to teaching me the one about Queen Healsall and her garden。 It has a long bit； about all the herbs she grew and what each was for。 And she kept getting it bungled； and got angry at me when I repeated it back to her that way； saying that I must know that catmint is not for poultices and that I was mocking her。 It was almost a relief when she said I had given her such a headache that we must stop。 And when I offered to bring her buds from the lady's…hand bush for her headache； she sat right up and said； 'There！ I knew you were mocking me。' I don't know how to please her； Burrich。〃
〃Why would you want to？〃 he growled； and I let the subject drop。
That evening Lacey came to my room。 She tapped； then entered； wrinkling her nose。 〃You'd better bring up some strewing herbs if you're going to keep that pup in here。 And use some vinegar and water when you scrub up his messes。 It smells like a stable in here。〃
〃I suppose it does；〃 I admitted。 I looked at her curiously and waited。
〃I brought you this。 You seemed to like it best。〃 She held out the sea pipes。 I looked at the short； fat tubes bound together with strips of leather。 I had liked it best of the three instruments。 The harp had far too many strings； and the flute had seemed shrill to me even when Patience had played it。
〃Did Lady Patien