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There were tears in Tegid's eyes。 〃e； then；〃 he murmured； like a lover。 And lifting the mangled body effortlessly； Tegid of Rhoden； named Breakwind； called the Boaster； cradled the lios alfar in his massive arms and bore him towards the brilliant glitter of the castle。
〃I dreamt again；〃 Kim said。 〃A swan。〃 It was dark outside the cottage。 She had been silent all day； had walked alone by the lake。 Throwing pebbles。
〃What color？〃 Ysanne asked； from the rocking chair by the hearth。
〃Black。〃
〃I dreamt her as well。 It is a bad thing。〃
〃What is it？ Eilathen never showed me this。〃 There were two candles in the room。 They flickered and dwindled as Ysanne told her about Avaia and Lauriel the White。 At intervals they heard thunder； far off。
It was still a festival； and though the King looked haggard and desiccated in his seat at the high table； the Great Hall gleamed richly by torchlight； festooned as it was with hangings of red and gold silk。 Despite their morose King and his unwontedly bemused Chancellor； the court of Ailell was determined to enjoy itself。 The players in the musicians' gallery overhead were in merry form； and even though dinner had not yet begun； the pages were being kept busy running back and forth with wine。
Kevin Laine； eschewing both his seat at the high table as a guest of honor and the not…very…subtle invitation of the Lady Rheva； had decided to ignore protocol by opting for a masculine enclave partway down one of the two tables that ran along the hall。 Seated between Matt S？ren and Diarmuid's big； broken…nosed lieutenant； Coll； he attempted to preserve a cheerful appearance； but the fact that no one had seen Paul Schafer since last night was building into a real source of anxiety。 Jennifer； too： where the hell was she？
On the other hand； there were still many people filing into the room； and Jen； he had cause to remember； was seldom on time for anything； let alone early。 Kevin drained his wine goblet for the third time and decided that he was being altogether too much of a worrier。
At which point Matt S？ren asked； 〃Have you seen Jennifer？〃 and Kevin abruptly changed his mind。
〃No；〃 he said。 〃I was at the Boar last night； and then seeing the barracks and the armory with Carde and Erron today。 Why？ Do you…？〃
〃She went riding with one of the ladies…in…waiting yesterday。 Drance was with them。〃
〃He's a good man；〃 Coll said reassuringly； from the other side。
〃Well； has anyone seen them？ Was she in her room last night？〃 Kevin asked。
Coll grinned。 〃That wouldn't prove much； would it？ A lot of us weren't in our beds last night。〃 He laughed and clapped Kevin on the shoulder。 〃Cheer up！'
Kevin shook his head。 Dave。 Paul。 Now Jen。
〃Riding； you said？〃 He turned to Matt。 〃Has anyone checked the stables？ Are the horses back？〃
S？ren looked at him。 〃No；〃 he said softly。 〃We haven't…but I think I want to now。 e on！〃 He was already pushing his chair back。
They rose together and so were on their feet when the sudden babble of sound came from the east doorway； and the courtiers and ladies gathered there moved aside for the torches to reveal the enormous figure with a bloodstained body in his arms。
Everything stopped。 In the silence Tegid moved slowly forward between the long tables to stand before Ailell。
〃Look！〃 he cried； grief raw in his voice。 〃My lord King； here is one of the lios alfar； and see what they have done to him！〃
The King was ashen。 Trembling； he rose。 〃Na…Brendel？〃 he croaked。 〃Oh； M？rnir。 Is he 。 。 。 ？〃
〃No；〃 a faint； clear voice replied。 〃I am not dead； though I might yet wish to be。 Let me stand to give my tidings。〃
Gently； Tegid lowered the lios to stand on the mosaic…inlaid floor； and then； kneeling awkwardly； he offered his shoulder for support。
Brendel closed his eyes and drew a breath。 And when he spoke again his voice； by some act of pure will； rang out strong and clear beneath the windows of Delevan。
〃Treachery； High King。 Treachery and death I bring you； and tidings of the Dark。 We spoke； you and I； four nights past； of svart alfar outside Pendaran Wood。 High King； there have been svarts outside your walls this day； and wolves with them。 We were attacked before dawn and all my people are slain！〃
He stopped。 A sound like the moaning of wind before a storm ran through the hall。
Ailell has sunk back into his chair； his eyes bleak and hollow。 Brendel lifted his head and looked at him。 〃There is an empty seat at your table； High King。 I must tell you that it stands empty for a traitor。 Look to your own hearth； Ailell！ Metran； your First Mage； is allied with the Dark。 He has deceived you all！〃 There were cries at that； of anger and dismay。
〃Hold！〃 It was Diarmuid； on his feet and facing the lios。 His eyes flashed； but his voice was under tight control。 〃You said the Dark。 Who？〃
Once more the silence stretched。 Then Brendel spoke。 〃I would not have ever wanted to bear this tale to the world。 I spoke of svart alfar and wolves attacking us。 We would not have died had it been only them。 There was something else。 A giant wolf； with silver on his head like a brand against the black。 Then I saw him after with Metran and I knew him； for he had taken back his true form。 I must tell you that the Wolflord of the andain has e among us again： Galadan has returned。〃
〃Accursed be his name！〃 someone cried； and Kevin saw that it was Matt。 〃How can this be？ He died at Andarien a thousand years ago。〃
〃So thought we all；〃 said Brendel； turning to the Dwarf。 〃But I saw him today； and this wound is his。〃 He touched his torn shoulder。 Then； 〃There is more。 Something else came today and spoke with both of them。〃
Once more Brendel hesitated。 And this time his eyes； dark…hued； went to Kevin's face。
〃It was the black swan；〃 he said； and a stillness fell upon stillness。 〃Avaia。 She carried away Jennifer； your friend； the golden one。 They had e for her； why I know not； but we were too few； too few against the Wolflord； and so my brethren are all dead； and she is gone。 And the Dark is abroad in the world again。〃
Kevin； white with dread； looked at the maimed figure of the lios。 〃Where？〃 he gasped； in a voice that shocked him。
Brendel shook his head wearily。 〃I could not hear their words。 Black Avaia took her north。 Could I have stayed her flight； I would have died to do so。 Oh； believe me；〃 the lios alfar's voice faltered。 〃Your grief is mine； and mine may tear the fabric of my soul apart。 Twenty of my people have died； and it is in my heart that they are not the last。 We are the Children of Light； and the Dark is rising。 I must return to Daniloth。 But；〃 and now his voice grew strong again； 〃an oath I will swear before you now。 She was in my care。 I shall find her； or avenge her； or die in the attempt。〃 And Brendel cried then； so that the Great Hall echoed to the sound： 〃We shall fight them as we did before！ As we always have！〃
The words rang among them like a stern bell of defiance； and in Kevin Laine they lit a fire he did not know lay within him。
〃Not alone！〃 he cried； his own voice pitched to carry。 〃If you share my grief； I will share yours。