按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
y was changed。〃
Ivor swallowed。 〃Is it good？〃 he asked the shaman； who was supposed to know such things。 〃Is it good； Gereint？〃
After too long a silence Gereint only repeated； 〃It is a very great thing；〃 which was not what he needed to hear。 Ivor looked down at Tabor； almost weightless in his arms。 He saw the tanned skin； straight nose； unlined brow of youth； the unruly shock of brown hair； not long enough to tie properly； too long to wear loose…it always seemed to be that way with Tabor； he thought。
〃Oh； my son；〃 Ivor murmured； and then again； rocking him back and forth as he always used to； not so many years ago。
Chapter 13
Towards sundown they pulled the horses to a halt in a small gully； only a depression； really； defined by a series of low tummocks on the plain。
Dave was a little unnerved by all the openness。 Only the dark stretch of Pendaran brooding to the west broke the long monotony of the prairie； and Pendaran wasn't a reassuring sight。
The Dalrei were undisturbed； though； for them； clearly； this exposed spot on the darkening earth was home。 The Plain was their home； all of it。 For twelve hundred years； Dave remembered。
Levon would allow no fires； supper was cold eltor meat and hard cheese； with river water in flasks to wash it down。 It was good； though； partly because Dave was ravenous after the day's ride。 He was brutally tired as well； he realized； unfolding his sleeping roll beside Tore's。
Overtired； he soon amended； for once inside the blanket he found that sleep eluded him。 Instead he lay awake under the wide sky； his mind circling restlessly back over the day。
Tabor had still been unconscious when they left in the morning。 〃He went far；〃 was all the Chieftain would say； but his eyes could not mask concern； even in the dark of Gereint's house。
But then the question of Tabor was put aside for a moment； as Dave told his own story of the night glade and the Huntress； except for the very last； which was his alone。 There was a silence when he was done。
Cross…legged on his mat； Gereint asked； 〃 'Courage will be needed'…she said exactly that？〃
Dave nodded； then remembered it was the shaman； and grunted a yes。 Gereint rocked back and forth after that； humming tunelessly to himself for a long time。 So long that it startled Dave when he finally spoke。
〃You must go south quickly； then； and quietly； I think。 Something grows； and if Silvercloak brought you； then you should be with him。〃
〃It was only for the King's festival；〃 Dave said。 Nervousness made it sound sharper than he meant。
〃Perhaps；〃 Gereint said； 〃but there are other threads appearing now。〃
Which wasn't all that wonderful。
Turning on his side； Dave could see the raised silhouette of Levon against the night sky。 It was deeply forting to have that calm figure standing guard。 Levon hadn't wanted to e at first； he remembered。 Concern for his brother had left him visibly torn。
It was the Chieftain； asserting himself with absolute firmness； who had settled the issue。 Levon would be useless at home。 Tabor was being cared for。 It was not； in any case； unusual for a faster to sleep a long time on his return。 Levon； Ivor reminded his older son； had done the same。 Cechtar could lead the hunt for ten days or two weeks…it would be good for him in any case； after the loss of face caused by his failure two days ago。
No； Ivor had said decisively； given Gereint's injunction as to speed and secrecy； it was important to get Dave…Davor； he said； as they all did…south to Paras Derval safely。 Levon would lead； with Tore beside him in a band of twenty。 It was decided。
Logical and controlling； Dave had thought； and coolly efficient。 But then he remembered his own last conversation with Ivor。
The horses had been readied。 He had bidden formal； slightly stiff farewells to Leith and then Liane…he was very bad at goodbyes。 He'd been embarrassed； too； by the knot of girls standing nearby。 Ivor's daughter had been elusive and remote。
After； he'd looked in on Tabor。 The boy was feverish； and restless with it。 Dave wasn't good with this； either。 He'd made a confused gesture to Leith； who'd e in with him。 He hoped she'd understand； not that he could have said exactly what he'd wanted to convey。
It was after this that Ivor had taken him for that last stroll around the perimeter of the camp。
〃The axe is yours；〃 the Chieftain had begun。 〃From what you have described； I doubt you will have great use for it in your own world； but perhaps it will serve to remind you of the Dalrei。〃 Ivor had frowned then。 〃A warlike remembrance； alas； of the Children of Peace。 Is there anything else you would 。 。 。 ？〃
〃No；〃 Dave had said； flustered。 〃No； it's fine。 It's great。 I'll ah； treasure it。〃 Words。 They had walked a few paces in silence； before Dave thought of a thing he did want to say。
〃Say goodbye to Tabor for me； eh？ I think 。 。 。 he's a good kid。 He'll be all right； won't he？〃
〃I don't know；〃 Ivor had replied with disturbing frankness。 They had turned at the edge of the camp to walk north； facing the Mountain。 By daylight Rangat was just as dazzling； the white slopes reflecting the sunlight so brightly it hurt the eye to see。
〃I'm sure he'll be fine；〃 Dave had said lamely； aware of how asinine that sounded。 To cover it； he pushed on。 〃You've been； you know； really good to me here。 I've 。 。 。 learned a lot。〃 As he said it； he realized it was true。
For the first time Ivor smiled。 〃That pleases me；〃 he said。 〃I like to believe we have things to teach。〃
〃Oh； yeah； for sure；〃 Dave said earnestly。 〃Of course you do。 If I could stay longer。 。 。 。〃
〃If you could stay；〃 Ivor had said； stopping and looking directly at Dave； 〃I think you would make a Rider。〃
Dave swallowed hard； and flushed with intense； self…conscious pleasure。 He was speechless； Ivor had noticed。 〃If；〃 the Chieftain had added； with a grin； 〃we could ever find a proper horse for you！〃
Sharing the laugh； they resumed their walk。 God； Dave was thinking； / really； really like this man。 It would have been nice to be able to say it。
But then Ivor had thrown him the curve。 〃I don't know what your encounter last night means；〃 he had said softly； 〃but it means a good deal； I think。 I am sending Levon south with you； Davor。 It is the right thing； though I hate to see him go。 He is young yet； and I love him very much。 Will you take care of him forme？〃
Mean； unbalancing curve ball。 〃What？〃 Dave had exclaimed； bridling reflexively at the implications。 〃What are you talking about？ He's the one who knows where he's going！ You want me to guard him？ Shouldn't it be the other way around？〃
Ivor's expression was sad。 〃Ah； my son；〃 he had said gently； 〃you have far to go in some ways。 You； too； are young。 Of course I told him to guard you as well； and with everything he has。 I tell you both。 Don't you see； Davor？〃
He did see。 Too late； of course。 And clearly； he'd been an idiot； again。 Again。 And with no time to make it up； for they had looped full circle by then； and Levon； Tore； and seventeen other Riders were already mounted； with what seemed to be the whole third tribe t