chapter 16
SPRINGCAMEEARLYINASTIBARTOWN.ITALMOSTALWAYSdidalongthatshelterednorthwesterheprovince,overlookingthebayarung-outislandsoftheArchipelago.Eastandsouththeunblockedwindsfromtheseapushedthestartofthegrowingseasonbackafewweeksahesmallerfishingboatsclosetoshorethisearlyintheyear.
Senziowasalreadyfl,thetradersinAstibarharborreported,thewhiteblossomsofthesejoiatreesmakingtheairfragrantwiththepromiseofsummertoe.Chiarawasstillcolditwassaid,butthathappenedsometimesinearlyspringontheIsland.ItwouldntbelongbeforethebreezesfromKhardhuledtheairandtheseasaroundher.
SenzioandChiara.
AlbericoofBarbadiorlaydownatnightthinkingaboutthem,androseupinthemdoingthesame,afterintense,agitatednightsoflittlerest,shhwithlurid,disturbingdreams.
Ifthewinterhadbeeling,rifewithsmallisandrumors,theeventsofearlyspringweresomethingelseentirely.Andtherewasnothingsmall,nothingonlymarginallyprovocativeaboutthem.
Everythiobehappeningatoningdownfromhisbedchambertohisofficesofstate,Albericowouldfindhismooddarkeningwitheverystepintheappreheicipationofwhatmightbereportedtohim.
Thewindowsofthepalacewereopennowtoletthemildbreezessweepthrough.Ithadbeeimesihadbeenwarmenoughtodothatandformuchoftheautumnandwiherehadbeenbodiesrottingoh-wheelsinthesquare.Sandrenibodies,Nievolene,Scalvaiane.Adozeswheeledatrandom.Notducivetoopeningwindows,that.Necessarythough,andlucrative,afterhisfiscationofthespiratorslands.Helikedwheyandgaiogether;itdidnthappewhenitdidthemarriageseemedtoAlbericoofBarbadiortorepresentalmostthepurestpleasuretobefoundinpower.
Thisspringhoweverhispleasureshadbeenfewandtrivialinscope,andtheburgeoningofroublesmadethoseofthewinterseemlikeminor,ephemeralafflis—briefflurriesofsnowinanight.Whathewasdealingwithnowwereriversinflood,everywherehelooked.
Attheverybeginningawizardwasdetectedusinghismagithesouthernhighlands,buttheTrackerawenty-fivemenSifervalhadimmediatelysentafterhimhadbeenslaughteredinapassbyoutlaws,tothelastman.Anactandrevoltalmostimpossibletobelieve.
Andhecouldntevenproperlyexactretribution:thevillagesandfarmsscatteredthroughthehighlandshatedtheoutlawsasmuorethantheBarbadiansdid.AndithadbeenanEmberNight,withmanabroadtoseewhomighthavedohisunpreteddeed.SifervalsentahundredmenfromFortOrtiztohuntthebrigandsdown.Theyfoundnotralylongdeadcampfiresinthehills.Itwasasifthetwenty-fivemenhadbeenslainbyghosts:which,predictably,iswhatthepeopleofthehighlandswerealreadysaying.IthadbeenanEmberNightafterall,andeveryohedeadwereabroadonsuights.Thedead,hungryforretribution.
"Howcleverofthedeadtousenew-fletchedarrows,"Sifervalswrittehadofferedsardonically,whetainstocarrythetidingsnorth.Hismenhadretreatedquicklyinwhey-facedterrorattheexpressiononAlbericosface.Itwas,afterall,theThirdpanywhichhadallowedtwenty-fiveofitsmentobekilled,andhadtheoutanotherhundredinpetentstodonomorethanelicitlaughter,wanderingaboutinthehills.
Itwasmaddening.AlbericohadbeenforcedtofightbaurgetotorchtheCertandanhamletothosehills,butheknewhowdestructivethatwouldbeinthelongerrun.ItwouldundermihebesofthefocusedrestrainthedusedintheaffairoftheSan-dreniplot.Thatnighthiseyelid
begantodroopagain,thewayithadintheearlyautumn.
Then,veryshortlyafter,camethenewsfromQuileia.
HehadnourishedsuchhopesthereaftertheshogfalloftheMatriarchy.Itwassuenormous,ripenewmarketfortrade,anabsoluteharvestfortheEmpire.Andone,mostimportantly,thatwouldbebroughtintoBarbadiisbythatevervigilantguardianofthewesternbordersoftheEmpire,AJbericooftheEasternPalm.Somuchrichhopeandpromisethere,andsolittleactualprospectofdifficulty.EvenifthisMarius,thiscrippledpriestess-killeronhisprecariousthrone,chosetotradewestwithYgrathaswellaseastthatwasallright.Quileiawasmorethanlargeenoughtoofferbountybothways.Foratime.Soonenoughitshouldbepossibletomaketheuncouthfellowseethemany-facetedadvantagesoffoghisdealingstowardsBarbadior.
IntheevolutionoftheBarbadianEmpiretherehademergedanumberofways,agreatmanytime-honoredways,somesubtle,someratherlessso,ofcausioseethingsinaparticularlight.Alber-icohadafewthoughtsofhisownaboutevennewermeansofpersuadiymonarchstoviewmattersusefully.Hefullyinteoexplorethem,oncehewashome.
Home,asEmperor.Forthat,afterall,wasthepoint,thepointofabsolutelyeverything.Exceptthattheeventsofthespringutterlyrefusedtocooperate.
MariusofQuileiasentagratifyinglyswiftreplytoAlbericoslatestbenevolentoffertotrade.AnemissarydelivereditdirectlyintothehandsofSifervalinFortOrtiz.
UnfortuhatbriefgratificationhadbeensmashedandannihilatedwheerreachedAstibar,carriednorththistime,inreitionofitsimportance,bySifervalhimself.Couchedinuedlysophisticatedlanguageittainedamessagethat,howeverpolitelyandcircuitouslyphrased,wasflataheQuileiafullyjudgedthatBrandinofYgrathwasthegreater,firmerpowerinthePalm,andassudbeingbutgreeninhisownpower,hecouldnotriskincurringtheaheKingofYgrathbytradingwithAlberiinorlordoftheEmpire,muchashemightwantto.
Itwasaletterthatcouldeasilydriveamanintoakillingrage.
Fightingforself-trol,Albericohadseengingapprehensioninhisclerksandadvisors,andevenaquicklyveiledfearintheeyesofthecaptainoftheThirdpany.Then,whenSifervalhandedoverthesedletter,theone,heexplaihathehadsocleverlyarraoextradcopyfromthesaddlepouchofthearrulousQuileianemissary,Albericofeltalltroldesertinghim.
Hehadbeenforcedtoturnaway,tostridealohewindowsatthebackoftheofficesofstateanddraihsofairtocalmhisboilingmind.Hecouldfeelthetell-taletreminningagaininhisrighteyelid;theflutteringhedneverbeeogetridofsinighthedalmostdiedintheSandreniWoods.Hishugehandsgraspingthewindow-ledgeofiroruggledfortheequanimitythatwouldlethimcarefullyweightheimplicationsofthisinterceptedmessage,butcalmwasaswiftlyregillusionandhisthoughtsinthemsunlightwerebladfoamingliketheseainstorm.
Senzio!TheQuileianfoolsoughttolinkhimselfwiththosedissolutepuppetsihproviwasalmostimpossibletocreditthataman,howeverheworldstage,couldbesuimbecile.
Hisbacktohisadvisorsandhiscaptains,staringblindlyoutthewindowdownupohtGrandSquare,Albericoabruptlybegantosiderhowthiswasgoingtolooktothewiderworld.Tothepartoftheworldthatmattered:theEmperor,andthosewhohadhisear,andwhosawthemselvesasrivalstoAlberico.Howwouldthetidingsberead,ifBrandinofYgrathwasbusilytradingsouth,ifSen-zianmertswereblithelysailingpasttheArchipelagoanddownthecoastbeyeaandthemountainstoQuileianportsandallthefabledgoodsofthatland,soloothemselvesuhepriestesses?
IftheEmpirealonewasdeniedaccesstothisnewmarket.DeniedaccessbecauseAlbericoof
BarbadiorwasjudgedtooinfirminhispowerhereasparedtotheYgratheni...Albericofelthimselfbeginningtosweat;acoldtrioisturesliddownhisside.Thereasmofpaininhischestasamuscleearhisheart.Heforcedhimselftobreatheslowlyuntilitpassed.
Fromthesouruiseitsuddenlyseemedasifadaggerhadmaterialized,moresharpanddeadlythananyenemyofhisbaBarbadihthavefashioned.
Senzio.Hehadbeenthinkinganddreamingabouttheninthprovihroughthemonthsofidsnow,seekingawayinhisrestlessnightstobreakout,taintrolofasituationthatincreasinglyseemedtobeoperatinguponhim,insteadofheuponit,asmasterofhisdestiny.
Andthathadbeenier,evenbeforethisnewsfrombeyondthemountains.
Then,shortlyafter,evenasthefirstflanbloominginthegardensofAstibar,therewasmore.IntheverysameweekwordcamefromthewestthatsomeoriedtokillBrandinofYgrath.
Hadtried,andfailed.ForoneblissfulnightAlbericoplayedoutglorioussariosoftriumphinhissleep.Dreaming,overandain,sokeenwasthepleasure,thattheassassin—usingacrossbow,theyhadlearned—hadsucceededinhispurpose.Oh,itwouldhavebeensoperfect,itwouldhavebeentimedsoflawlesslyforhim,dovetailingsolywithhisneeds.Itwouldhavehadtobeseenasagift,ashininguponhisface,fromthehighgodsoftheEmpire.TheentirePeninsulaofthePalmwouldhavebeenhisinayear,inhalfayear.Quileiascrippledmonareedierworldsodesperately,wouldhavehadtoembracewhatevertermsoftradeAlbericothenchosetoofferhim.
AndtheEmpire?His,ayearafterallofthat,attheveryworst.
Withsuunchallengedpowerbasehere,hewouldnothaveeveowaitfortheailingEmperortofinallydie.Hecouldhavesailedhomewithhisarmiesasthechampionandtheheroofthepeople.Havingfirstshoweredthemwithgrain,withgold,withfreelyflowingwinefromthePalm,andallthenewlyrediscoveredwealthofQuileia.
Itwouldhavebeenglorious.ForthatonenightAlbericolethimselfdream,smilinginhissleep.Thenhewoke,andcamedowairsagaintotheofficesofstateandfoundallthreeofhiscaptainswaiting,grim-faced.Anewmessengerwastherewiththem.Fromthewestagain,asingledayafterthefirst,withhatsmashedtwentyyearsofbalangintotiny,sharp-edgedfragmentsthatwouldneveragainbereassembledastheyhadbeen.
BrandinhadabdicatedinYgrathandnamedhimselfKingoftheWesternPalm.
OnChiara,themessengerreported,tremblingathislordsvisage,theyhadbeguingwithinhoursoftheannou.
"AndtheYgrathens?"KaraliusoftheFirstaskedsharply,thoughhehadnorealrighttospeak.
"Mostwillgohome,"themessengersaid."Iftheystaytheymustbeecitizens,onlyequalcitizens,ofthenewkingdom.”
"Yousaytheywillgohome,"AJbericosaid,hisgazeflatandheavy,maskingthefeverishingofhisemotions."Doyouknowthis,haveyoubeentoldthis,ordoyouonlyguessittobeso?”
Themesseurnedgrey,stammeringsomereplyaboutlogidobvioussequendwhatanyonecouldpredict...
"Havethismanstooutthenhavehimkilled,"Albericosaid."Idontcarehow.Feedhimtotheanimals.Mymessengersbriheheylearn.Idrawwhatclusioobedrawn.”
Themessengerfainteddeadaway,topplingsidewaystothefloor.Itcouldbeseenthathehadsoiledhimself.GrancialoftheSedpanysignaledquicklyfortwomentocarryhimout.
Albericodidntbothertowatawayhewasgladthemanhadspokenasfatuouslyashehad.Hehadneededanexcusetokilljustthen.
Hegesturedwithtwofingers,andhisstewardhastilyusheredeveryooftheroombutthethreecaptains.Notthatanyofthelesserofficialsseemedinedtolihatparticularmoment.Which
wasasitshouldbe.Hedidnttrustanyofthemverymuch.
Hedidirelytrusthiscaptaiher,buthehem,andtheyneededhim,andhehadbeeokeepthematoddsandoheachother.Itwasaworkablearra.Orithadbeen,untilnow.
Butnohatmattered,andBrandinhadjustthrownthepeninsulaintochaos.NotthatthePalmactuallymattered,notinitself.Itwasagateping-stone.HehadmovedoutofBarbadiorasayoungman,ioriseintheworldaurnasaleaderinhisprime,andthereoint,nopointatalltotwentyyearsofexileifhecouldnotsailhomeintriumph.Ihantriumph.Inmastery.
Heturnedhisbathecaptainsaothewindow,surreptitiouslymassaginghiseye.Hewaited,toseewhowouldspeakfirst,andwhathewouldsay.Therewasafeargrowingwithinhimthatheainstohide.Nothingwasfallingright,noneofhiscautionanddiscretioohaveborhefruititshould.
Karaliussaid,verysoftlyfrombehindhim,"Mylord,thereisopportunityhere.Thereisgreatopportunity.”
Whichisexactlywhathewasafraidthemanwouldsay.Afraid,becausehekwastrueandbecauseitmeantmovingagain,andquickly,ittinghimselftodangerous,decisivea.ButahereandnotintheEmpire,notbae,wherehehadbeenreadyinghimselftoreturn.Warfarawayinthissavage,obduratepeninsulawherehecouldloseall,alifetimessowing,instrivingforaquesthehardlycaredabout.
"Wehadbestgocarefully,"Grancialsaidquickly.MoretoopposeKaraliusthananythingelse,Alberiew.Buthehatwe.
HeturnedandfixedtheSedpanycaptainwithawintryglance."Iwillindeeddonothingwithoutthought,"hesaid,plagclearemphasisonthefirstwrancialflickedhiseyesaway.
Sifervalsmiledbehhiscurlingblondmoustaches.
Karaliusdidnot.Hisexpressionremainedsoberandthoughtful.Hewasthebestofthethree,Alberiew.Alsothemostdangerous,forthetwothihandinhandinsuchaman.Alberiovedaroundbehindhishugeoakdeskandsatdownagain.HelookedupattheFirstpanyleaderandwaited.
Karaliussaidagain,"Thereisopportunitynow.Therewillbeturmoili,disruption,Ygrathenssailinghome.ShallItellyouwhatIthink?"Hispaleskinwasflushedwithagrowiement.Alberiderstoodthat:themansawcesofhisown,landahforhimself.
ItwouldbeamistaketoletKaraliusunfoldtoomuch.Hewouldendupthinkingtheplanningwashis.Albericosaid,"Iklywhatyouthink,totheverywordsyouwouldspeak.Besilent.IknoweverythingthatwillbehappeningiexceptohiyetknowhowmanyoftheYgrathenarmywillstay.Myguessisthatmostwillleave,ratherthanbeloweredtothelevelofpeopletheyhavehadmasteryoveralltheseyears.TheydidnoteheretobeeinsequentialfiguresinthePalm.”
"her,"saidSifervalpointedly,"didwe.”
Albericosuppressedhisaagain.Itseemedhehadbeenforcedtodothatsomuchoflatewiththesethree.Buttheyhadtheirownpurposes,theirownlongdrawn-outplans,ahandfamewereattheheartofthem.AstheyhadtobeforallambitiousmenintheEmpire:towardwhatelseshouldanambitiousmanaspire?
"Iamawareofthat,"hesaid,ascalmlyashecould.
"Thenwhatdowedo?"Grancialasked.Arealquestion,notachallenge.Grancialwastheweakestaloyal—becauseofthatweakness—ofthethree.
Albericolookedup.AtKaralius,notatGrancial.
"Yougathermyarmies,"hesaiddeliberately,thoughhispulsewasragveryfast.Thiswasdangerousandmightbefinal,everyinstinctwithinhimtoldhimthat.Buthealsokhattimeandthegodshadthrownaglitteringgemdowntowardhimfromtheheavens,andifhedidnotmoveitwouldfallaway.
"Yougathermyarmiesinallfourprovindtakethemnorth.Iwantthemmassedtogetherassoonaspossible.”
"Where?"Karaliusseyeswerealmostshiningwithanticipation.
"Ferraut,ofcourse.OhernborderwithSenzio."Senzio,hewasthinking.Theninth.Thejewel.Thebattleground.
"Howlongwillittakeyou?"heaskedthethreeofthem.
"Fiveweeks,nomore,"Grancialsaidquickly.
"Four,"saidSiferval,smiling.
"TheFirstpany,"saidKaralius,"willbeontheborderthreeweeksfromnow.tonit.”
"Iwill,"saidAlberiddismissedthem.
Hesatalohisdeskforalongtimeafter,toyingerweight,thinkinguponallsidesofthis,overandaroundandabout.Buthoweverhelookeduponitallthepiecesseemedtoslideintoplace.
Thereowertobegraspedhere,andtriumph,hecouldalmostseethatshimmeringjewelfallingthroughtheair,overwater,overland,intohisreaghand.
Hewasag.Shapishimself,notbeingimpactedupon.Hisenemywouldbevulnerable,enormouslyso,untilthisnewchaossettledi.Quileiaschoicecouldbefordbenochoiceatall.TheEmpirecouldbemadetosee,ontheeveofhisfinaljourneyhome,justwhathissorceryandhisarmiescoulddo.Thetimewasajewel,truly,fallingfromtheheavens,waitingtobeclasped.
Tobesetuponhisbrow.
Hewasstilluhough,almostunilyso,sittingalohembrighteryingtovincehimselfofthetruthofallthisshiningpromise.Hewasmorethanuneasy;hismouthwasdryandthespringsunlightseemedstraohim,almostpainful.Hewonderedifhewasill.Therewassomethinggnawingawaylikearatindarktheunlitersofhisthoughts.Heforcedhimselftoturntowardsit,tryingtomakeatorchofhiscarefulrationality,tolookwithinhimselfandrootoutthisay.
Andthenindeedhedidseeit,anduood,inthatsamemoment,thatitcouldedout,noteverbeaowledgedtoalivingsoul.
Forthetruth,thepoisonousgalloftruth,wasthathewasafraid.Deathlyafraid,inthedeepestinlacesofhisbeing,ofthisotherman.OfBrandinofYgrath,nowBrandinoftheWesternPalm.Thenamehadbeenged,thebalancegedutterly.
Thetruthoffearwasexactlyasithadbeenforalmosttwentyyears.
Ashortwhilelaterhelefttheroomadowairsandundergroundtoseehowtheykilledthemessenger.
AlaisklywhyshewasbeinggrahisunpretedgiftofajourheSeaMaidwithherfather:Selvenawasgettingmarriedattheendofsummer.
ibarEdinio,whosefatherownedagood-sizedestateofolivetreesandvineyardsnorthofAstibar,andamodestbutsuccessfulbankinghouseiy,hadaskedRovigoforhisseddaughtershandearlyinthespring.Rovigentlyforewarnedbyhisseddaughter,hadgivenhissent,adecisioncalculated,amongotherthings,toforestallSelvenasoft-proclaimediiontodoawaywithherselfshouldshestillbelivingathomeanduheautumn.iwasearandpleasantifalittledull,andRovigohaddonebusinesswithEdinioiandlikedtheman.
Selvenawastempestuouslyecstatic,aboutplansforthewedding,abouttheprospectofrunningher
ownhome—Ediniohadofferedtosettheyoungcoupleupinasmallhouseonahillabovehisvineyards—and,asRovigooverheardhertellingtheyoungergirlsoneevening,abouttheanticipatedpleasuresofthemarriagebed.
Heleasedforherhappinessandratherlookingforwardtothecelebrationofthemarriage.Ifhehadmomentsofsadhathestrovetomask,heattributedittothenaturalfeelingsofamanwhosawthathisgirl-childhadbeeawomanrathersoohanhehadbeenpreparedfor.ThesightofSelvenamakingaredgloveforherbridalnightaffectedRovigomorethahoughtitwould.Hewouldturnfrht,feverishchattertoAlais,andquietandwatchful,andsomethingakintosadnesswouldtouchhisspiritamidtheanticipatorybustleofthehouse.
Alixseemedtouand,perhapseveerthanhedidhimself.Hiswifehadtakentopattinghisshoulderatsporadiexpectedmoments,asifgentliivecreature.
Hewasrestive.Thisspringthenewsfromthewiderworldredictableandofseeminglyenormoussequence.BarbadiantroopswerebeginningtoclogtheroadsastheymoveduptonorthernFerraut,ontheborderofSenzio.FromthenewlydeclaredKingdomoftheWesternPalmhadenoclearresponseasyettothisprovocation.OrhadreachedAstibar.RovigohadntheardawordfromAlessansincewellbeforetheEmberDays,buthehadbeentoldalongtimeagothatthisspringmightmarkthebeginningofsomethingnew.
Andsomethingwasintheair,asenseofquiingandofgethatfititselftothemoodeoningspringandthebeyondit,intodangeraentialforviolence.Heseemedtohearitaeverywhere,irampofarmiesonthemartheloweredvoienintaverns,lookinguptooquicklywheneveranyonecamethroughthedoor.
Onemwhenhewohadanimagethatlingeredinhismind,ofthegreatfloodsofsolidlypackedrivericehehadglimpsedmanyyearsagofartothesouthonalongvoyagedownthecoastofQuileia.Andinhismind-picture,ashelayinbed,suspeweenasleepandfullyawake,hehadseemedtoseethaticebreakingupandtheriverwatersbeginningtain,carryingthefloescrashingandgrindingdowntothesea.
Overkhavthatsamem,standingi,hehadannouhathewasgoingintotowntoseeaboutequippingtheMaidforherfirstrunoftheseasondowntea,withgoods,perhapswine—perhapsEdinioswiradeforashipsholdsworthofearlyspringwoolandTregeangoatscheese.
Itulsivedecision,butnotaninappropriateone.Heusuallymadearunsouthinthespring,ifalittlelaterintheseason,mostlyfortrade,partlytolearnwhathecouldforAlessan.Hehadbeendoingitforyears,forbothreasons,eversiAlessanandBaerd,spendingalongnightinasoutherntavernwiththem,andingawaywiththeknowledgeofasharedpassionofthesoulandacausethatmightbealifetimeintheunfolding.
Sothisspringvoyageartofhisyearlyroutine.Whatwasnot,whatwastrulyimpulsive,washisoffer,betweenonesipofearlymkhava,totakeAlaiswithhim.
Hiseldest,hispride,hiscleverohoughtherbeautifulbeyondwords.Noonehadaskedforherhand.AndthoughheknewshewastrulypleasedforSelvenaandnotgrievingatallforherself,thisknowledgedidntstophimfromfeelingadifficultsorrowwheneverhelookedatheramidthealreadybuildiementofSelvenasweddingpreparations.
Soheaskedher,alittletoocasually,ifshewaoewithhim,andAlixglancedupquicklyfromherlaborsiwithasharp,worriedlookinherdarkeyes,andAlaissaid,evenmorequickly,withafervorrareforher:"Oh,Triad,yes!Iwouldlovetoe!”
Ithappeobeherdream.
Oneofheroldestdreams,neverrequested,neverevenspokenaloud.Alaiscouldfeelhowhighhertell-talecolorhadsuddenlybee.Shewatchedherfatherandmotherexgeaglaherewere
timeswhensheehemthatunionoftheireyes.Nowordswerespoken,theydidoneedwordsmuchofthetime.ThenAlaissawhermothernod,aurimetocatchherfathersslowsmileinrespohat,andsheknewshewasgoingtoseaintheMaidforthefirsttimeinherlife.
Shehadwaodosoforsolongshecouldhinkbaewhenthedesirehadhere.Sherememberedbeingasmallgirl,lightenoughtobeliftedupbyherfatherwhilehermothercarriedSelvena,goingdowntotheharborinAstibartoseethenewshipthatwasthekeytotheirsmallfortuheworld.
Andshehadloveditsomuch.Thethreemasts—theyhadseemedsotalltoherthen—aspiringtowardthesky,thedark-hairedfigureheadofamaidenattheprow,thebright-bluecoatoffreshpaintalongtherailings,thecreakoftheropesaimber.Andtheharboritself:thesmellofpitdpineandfishandaleandcheese,idleather.Therumbleofcartsladenwithgoodsgoingawaytosomefarpartoftheknownworld,oringinfromdistantplaceswithhatwereakindofmagictoher.
Asailorinredandgreenwalkedbywithamonkeyonhisshoulderahercalledafamiliargreetingtohim.Herfatherseemedtobeathomehere,hekhesemen,thewild,exoticplacesfromwhichtheycamea.Sheheardshoutsandsuddenraucouslaughterandvoicesraisedinprofanedisputeovertheweightofthisorthecostofthat.Thensomeonecriedoutthatthereweredolphinsinthebay;thatwaswheherhadliftedheruponhisshoulderssoshemightseethem.
Selvenahadbeguntocryatallthefierotion,Alaisremembered,andtheyhadgonebacktotheircartshortlyafterandriddenaastthewatchful,loomingpreseheBarbadians,big,fair-hairedmenontheirbighorses,guardingtheharborofAstibar.Shehadbeentooyoungtouandwhattheywereabout,butherfathersabruptsilendexpressionlessface,ridingbythem,hadtoldhersomething.Later,shelearnedagreatdealmrowingupintotheoccupiedrealityofherworld.
Herloveoftheshipsandtheharborhadnevergoneaway.WhenevershecouldshewouldgowithRovigodowntothewater.Itwaseasierinwinter,whentheyallmovedtothetownhouseinAstibar,buteveninspringandsummerandearlyfallshewouldfindexcuses,reasonsandwaystoapanyhimintotownanddowntowheretheMaidwasberthed.Shegloriedinthese,andatnightshedreamtherdreamsofosopeningbeforeherandsaltsprayoffthewaves.
Dreams.Shewasawoman.Womendidnotgotosea.Anddutiful,intelligentdaughtersroubledtheirfathersbyevenaskingtobeallowedsuchathing.Butitseemedthat,sometimes,onsomemspletelyunforeseen,Eannacouldlookdownfromamongherlightsinthesky,andsmile,andsomethingmiraightbefreelyofferedthatwouldneverhavebeensought.
Itseemedshewasagoodsailor,adjustingeasilytotheswingandrolloftheshiponthewavesasthecoastlineofAstibarscrolledbyontheirright.TheysailednorthalongthebayahreadedtheirwaythroughtheislandsoftheArchipelagoandintothewidenessoftheopensea,Rovigoandhisfiveseamenhandlingtheshipwithaseemedtoherbothrelaxedandprecise.Alaiswasexhilarated,watgeverythinginthisunknownworldwithaythatmadethemlaughandteaseherforit.
Therewasnomalithejeststhough;shehadknownallfiveofthesemenformostofherlife.
Theyswungarouherntipoftheprovince;acapeofstorms,ohementoldher.Butthatspringdayitwasaneasy,mildpladshestoodattherailingastheyturnedbacksouth,andwatchedthegreenhillsofherprovincepassby,slopingdowntothewhitesandoftheshoresand松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
Senziowasalreadyfl,thetradersinAstibarharborreported,thewhiteblossomsofthesejoiatreesmakingtheairfragrantwiththepromiseofsummertoe.Chiarawasstillcolditwassaid,butthathappenedsometimesinearlyspringontheIsland.ItwouldntbelongbeforethebreezesfromKhardhuledtheairandtheseasaroundher.
SenzioandChiara.
AlbericoofBarbadiorlaydownatnightthinkingaboutthem,androseupinthemdoingthesame,afterintense,agitatednightsoflittlerest,shhwithlurid,disturbingdreams.
Ifthewinterhadbeeling,rifewithsmallisandrumors,theeventsofearlyspringweresomethingelseentirely.Andtherewasnothingsmall,nothingonlymarginallyprovocativeaboutthem.
Everythiobehappeningatoningdownfromhisbedchambertohisofficesofstate,Albericowouldfindhismooddarkeningwitheverystepintheappreheicipationofwhatmightbereportedtohim.
Thewindowsofthepalacewereopennowtoletthemildbreezessweepthrough.Ithadbeeimesihadbeenwarmenoughtodothatandformuchoftheautumnandwiherehadbeenbodiesrottingoh-wheelsinthesquare.Sandrenibodies,Nievolene,Scalvaiane.Adozeswheeledatrandom.Notducivetoopeningwindows,that.Necessarythough,andlucrative,afterhisfiscationofthespiratorslands.Helikedwheyandgaiogether;itdidnthappewhenitdidthemarriageseemedtoAlbericoofBarbadiortorepresentalmostthepurestpleasuretobefoundinpower.
Thisspringhoweverhispleasureshadbeenfewandtrivialinscope,andtheburgeoningofroublesmadethoseofthewinterseemlikeminor,ephemeralafflis—briefflurriesofsnowinanight.Whathewasdealingwithnowwereriversinflood,everywherehelooked.
Attheverybeginningawizardwasdetectedusinghismagithesouthernhighlands,buttheTrackerawenty-fivemenSifervalhadimmediatelysentafterhimhadbeenslaughteredinapassbyoutlaws,tothelastman.Anactandrevoltalmostimpossibletobelieve.
Andhecouldntevenproperlyexactretribution:thevillagesandfarmsscatteredthroughthehighlandshatedtheoutlawsasmuorethantheBarbadiansdid.AndithadbeenanEmberNight,withmanabroadtoseewhomighthavedohisunpreteddeed.SifervalsentahundredmenfromFortOrtiztohuntthebrigandsdown.Theyfoundnotralylongdeadcampfiresinthehills.Itwasasifthetwenty-fivemenhadbeenslainbyghosts:which,predictably,iswhatthepeopleofthehighlandswerealreadysaying.IthadbeenanEmberNightafterall,andeveryohedeadwereabroadonsuights.Thedead,hungryforretribution.
"Howcleverofthedeadtousenew-fletchedarrows,"Sifervalswrittehadofferedsardonically,whetainstocarrythetidingsnorth.Hismenhadretreatedquicklyinwhey-facedterrorattheexpressiononAlbericosface.Itwas,afterall,theThirdpanywhichhadallowedtwenty-fiveofitsmentobekilled,andhadtheoutanotherhundredinpetentstodonomorethanelicitlaughter,wanderingaboutinthehills.
Itwasmaddening.AlbericohadbeenforcedtofightbaurgetotorchtheCertandanhamletothosehills,butheknewhowdestructivethatwouldbeinthelongerrun.ItwouldundermihebesofthefocusedrestrainthedusedintheaffairoftheSan-dreniplot.Thatnighthiseyelid
begantodroopagain,thewayithadintheearlyautumn.
Then,veryshortlyafter,camethenewsfromQuileia.
HehadnourishedsuchhopesthereaftertheshogfalloftheMatriarchy.Itwassuenormous,ripenewmarketfortrade,anabsoluteharvestfortheEmpire.Andone,mostimportantly,thatwouldbebroughtintoBarbadiisbythatevervigilantguardianofthewesternbordersoftheEmpire,AJbericooftheEasternPalm.Somuchrichhopeandpromisethere,andsolittleactualprospectofdifficulty.EvenifthisMarius,thiscrippledpriestess-killeronhisprecariousthrone,chosetotradewestwithYgrathaswellaseastthatwasallright.Quileiawasmorethanlargeenoughtoofferbountybothways.Foratime.Soonenoughitshouldbepossibletomaketheuncouthfellowseethemany-facetedadvantagesoffoghisdealingstowardsBarbadior.
IntheevolutionoftheBarbadianEmpiretherehademergedanumberofways,agreatmanytime-honoredways,somesubtle,someratherlessso,ofcausioseethingsinaparticularlight.Alber-icohadafewthoughtsofhisownaboutevennewermeansofpersuadiymonarchstoviewmattersusefully.Hefullyinteoexplorethem,oncehewashome.
Home,asEmperor.Forthat,afterall,wasthepoint,thepointofabsolutelyeverything.Exceptthattheeventsofthespringutterlyrefusedtocooperate.
MariusofQuileiasentagratifyinglyswiftreplytoAlbericoslatestbenevolentoffertotrade.AnemissarydelivereditdirectlyintothehandsofSifervalinFortOrtiz.
UnfortuhatbriefgratificationhadbeensmashedandannihilatedwheerreachedAstibar,carriednorththistime,inreitionofitsimportance,bySifervalhimself.Couchedinuedlysophisticatedlanguageittainedamessagethat,howeverpolitelyandcircuitouslyphrased,wasflataheQuileiafullyjudgedthatBrandinofYgrathwasthegreater,firmerpowerinthePalm,andassudbeingbutgreeninhisownpower,hecouldnotriskincurringtheaheKingofYgrathbytradingwithAlberiinorlordoftheEmpire,muchashemightwantto.
Itwasaletterthatcouldeasilydriveamanintoakillingrage.
Fightingforself-trol,Albericohadseengingapprehensioninhisclerksandadvisors,andevenaquicklyveiledfearintheeyesofthecaptainoftheThirdpany.Then,whenSifervalhandedoverthesedletter,theone,heexplaihathehadsocleverlyarraoextradcopyfromthesaddlepouchofthearrulousQuileianemissary,Albericofeltalltroldesertinghim.
Hehadbeenforcedtoturnaway,tostridealohewindowsatthebackoftheofficesofstateanddraihsofairtocalmhisboilingmind.Hecouldfeelthetell-taletreminningagaininhisrighteyelid;theflutteringhedneverbeeogetridofsinighthedalmostdiedintheSandreniWoods.Hishugehandsgraspingthewindow-ledgeofiroruggledfortheequanimitythatwouldlethimcarefullyweightheimplicationsofthisinterceptedmessage,butcalmwasaswiftlyregillusionandhisthoughtsinthemsunlightwerebladfoamingliketheseainstorm.
Senzio!TheQuileianfoolsoughttolinkhimselfwiththosedissolutepuppetsihproviwasalmostimpossibletocreditthataman,howeverheworldstage,couldbesuimbecile.
Hisbacktohisadvisorsandhiscaptains,staringblindlyoutthewindowdownupohtGrandSquare,Albericoabruptlybegantosiderhowthiswasgoingtolooktothewiderworld.Tothepartoftheworldthatmattered:theEmperor,andthosewhohadhisear,andwhosawthemselvesasrivalstoAlberico.Howwouldthetidingsberead,ifBrandinofYgrathwasbusilytradingsouth,ifSen-zianmertswereblithelysailingpasttheArchipelagoanddownthecoastbeyeaandthemountainstoQuileianportsandallthefabledgoodsofthatland,soloothemselvesuhepriestesses?
IftheEmpirealonewasdeniedaccesstothisnewmarket.DeniedaccessbecauseAlbericoof
BarbadiorwasjudgedtooinfirminhispowerhereasparedtotheYgratheni...Albericofelthimselfbeginningtosweat;acoldtrioisturesliddownhisside.Thereasmofpaininhischestasamuscleearhisheart.Heforcedhimselftobreatheslowlyuntilitpassed.
Fromthesouruiseitsuddenlyseemedasifadaggerhadmaterialized,moresharpanddeadlythananyenemyofhisbaBarbadihthavefashioned.
Senzio.Hehadbeenthinkinganddreamingabouttheninthprovihroughthemonthsofidsnow,seekingawayinhisrestlessnightstobreakout,taintrolofasituationthatincreasinglyseemedtobeoperatinguponhim,insteadofheuponit,asmasterofhisdestiny.
Andthathadbeenier,evenbeforethisnewsfrombeyondthemountains.
Then,shortlyafter,evenasthefirstflanbloominginthegardensofAstibar,therewasmore.IntheverysameweekwordcamefromthewestthatsomeoriedtokillBrandinofYgrath.
Hadtried,andfailed.ForoneblissfulnightAlbericoplayedoutglorioussariosoftriumphinhissleep.Dreaming,overandain,sokeenwasthepleasure,thattheassassin—usingacrossbow,theyhadlearned—hadsucceededinhispurpose.Oh,itwouldhavebeensoperfect,itwouldhavebeentimedsoflawlesslyforhim,dovetailingsolywithhisneeds.Itwouldhavehadtobeseenasagift,ashininguponhisface,fromthehighgodsoftheEmpire.TheentirePeninsulaofthePalmwouldhavebeenhisinayear,inhalfayear.Quileiascrippledmonareedierworldsodesperately,wouldhavehadtoembracewhatevertermsoftradeAlbericothenchosetoofferhim.
AndtheEmpire?His,ayearafterallofthat,attheveryworst.
Withsuunchallengedpowerbasehere,hewouldnothaveeveowaitfortheailingEmperortofinallydie.Hecouldhavesailedhomewithhisarmiesasthechampionandtheheroofthepeople.Havingfirstshoweredthemwithgrain,withgold,withfreelyflowingwinefromthePalm,andallthenewlyrediscoveredwealthofQuileia.
Itwouldhavebeenglorious.ForthatonenightAlbericolethimselfdream,smilinginhissleep.Thenhewoke,andcamedowairsagaintotheofficesofstateandfoundallthreeofhiscaptainswaiting,grim-faced.Anewmessengerwastherewiththem.Fromthewestagain,asingledayafterthefirst,withhatsmashedtwentyyearsofbalangintotiny,sharp-edgedfragmentsthatwouldneveragainbereassembledastheyhadbeen.
BrandinhadabdicatedinYgrathandnamedhimselfKingoftheWesternPalm.
OnChiara,themessengerreported,tremblingathislordsvisage,theyhadbeguingwithinhoursoftheannou.
"AndtheYgrathens?"KaraliusoftheFirstaskedsharply,thoughhehadnorealrighttospeak.
"Mostwillgohome,"themessengersaid."Iftheystaytheymustbeecitizens,onlyequalcitizens,ofthenewkingdom.”
"Yousaytheywillgohome,"AJbericosaid,hisgazeflatandheavy,maskingthefeverishingofhisemotions."Doyouknowthis,haveyoubeentoldthis,ordoyouonlyguessittobeso?”
Themesseurnedgrey,stammeringsomereplyaboutlogidobvioussequendwhatanyonecouldpredict...
"Havethismanstooutthenhavehimkilled,"Albericosaid."Idontcarehow.Feedhimtotheanimals.Mymessengersbriheheylearn.Idrawwhatclusioobedrawn.”
Themessengerfainteddeadaway,topplingsidewaystothefloor.Itcouldbeseenthathehadsoiledhimself.GrancialoftheSedpanysignaledquicklyfortwomentocarryhimout.
Albericodidntbothertowatawayhewasgladthemanhadspokenasfatuouslyashehad.Hehadneededanexcusetokilljustthen.
Hegesturedwithtwofingers,andhisstewardhastilyusheredeveryooftheroombutthethreecaptains.Notthatanyofthelesserofficialsseemedinedtolihatparticularmoment.Which
wasasitshouldbe.Hedidnttrustanyofthemverymuch.
Hedidirelytrusthiscaptaiher,buthehem,andtheyneededhim,andhehadbeeokeepthematoddsandoheachother.Itwasaworkablearra.Orithadbeen,untilnow.
Butnohatmattered,andBrandinhadjustthrownthepeninsulaintochaos.NotthatthePalmactuallymattered,notinitself.Itwasagateping-stone.HehadmovedoutofBarbadiorasayoungman,ioriseintheworldaurnasaleaderinhisprime,andthereoint,nopointatalltotwentyyearsofexileifhecouldnotsailhomeintriumph.Ihantriumph.Inmastery.
Heturnedhisbathecaptainsaothewindow,surreptitiouslymassaginghiseye.Hewaited,toseewhowouldspeakfirst,andwhathewouldsay.Therewasafeargrowingwithinhimthatheainstohide.Nothingwasfallingright,noneofhiscautionanddiscretioohaveborhefruititshould.
Karaliussaid,verysoftlyfrombehindhim,"Mylord,thereisopportunityhere.Thereisgreatopportunity.”
Whichisexactlywhathewasafraidthemanwouldsay.Afraid,becausehekwastrueandbecauseitmeantmovingagain,andquickly,ittinghimselftodangerous,decisivea.ButahereandnotintheEmpire,notbae,wherehehadbeenreadyinghimselftoreturn.Warfarawayinthissavage,obduratepeninsulawherehecouldloseall,alifetimessowing,instrivingforaquesthehardlycaredabout.
"Wehadbestgocarefully,"Grancialsaidquickly.MoretoopposeKaraliusthananythingelse,Alberiew.Buthehatwe.
HeturnedandfixedtheSedpanycaptainwithawintryglance."Iwillindeeddonothingwithoutthought,"hesaid,plagclearemphasisonthefirstwrancialflickedhiseyesaway.
Sifervalsmiledbehhiscurlingblondmoustaches.
Karaliusdidnot.Hisexpressionremainedsoberandthoughtful.Hewasthebestofthethree,Alberiew.Alsothemostdangerous,forthetwothihandinhandinsuchaman.Alberiovedaroundbehindhishugeoakdeskandsatdownagain.HelookedupattheFirstpanyleaderandwaited.
Karaliussaidagain,"Thereisopportunitynow.Therewillbeturmoili,disruption,Ygrathenssailinghome.ShallItellyouwhatIthink?"Hispaleskinwasflushedwithagrowiement.Alberiderstoodthat:themansawcesofhisown,landahforhimself.
ItwouldbeamistaketoletKaraliusunfoldtoomuch.Hewouldendupthinkingtheplanningwashis.Albericosaid,"Iklywhatyouthink,totheverywordsyouwouldspeak.Besilent.IknoweverythingthatwillbehappeningiexceptohiyetknowhowmanyoftheYgrathenarmywillstay.Myguessisthatmostwillleave,ratherthanbeloweredtothelevelofpeopletheyhavehadmasteryoveralltheseyears.TheydidnoteheretobeeinsequentialfiguresinthePalm.”
"her,"saidSifervalpointedly,"didwe.”
Albericosuppressedhisaagain.Itseemedhehadbeenforcedtodothatsomuchoflatewiththesethree.Buttheyhadtheirownpurposes,theirownlongdrawn-outplans,ahandfamewereattheheartofthem.AstheyhadtobeforallambitiousmenintheEmpire:towardwhatelseshouldanambitiousmanaspire?
"Iamawareofthat,"hesaid,ascalmlyashecould.
"Thenwhatdowedo?"Grancialasked.Arealquestion,notachallenge.Grancialwastheweakestaloyal—becauseofthatweakness—ofthethree.
Albericolookedup.AtKaralius,notatGrancial.
"Yougathermyarmies,"hesaiddeliberately,thoughhispulsewasragveryfast.Thiswasdangerousandmightbefinal,everyinstinctwithinhimtoldhimthat.Buthealsokhattimeandthegodshadthrownaglitteringgemdowntowardhimfromtheheavens,andifhedidnotmoveitwouldfallaway.
"Yougathermyarmiesinallfourprovindtakethemnorth.Iwantthemmassedtogetherassoonaspossible.”
"Where?"Karaliusseyeswerealmostshiningwithanticipation.
"Ferraut,ofcourse.OhernborderwithSenzio."Senzio,hewasthinking.Theninth.Thejewel.Thebattleground.
"Howlongwillittakeyou?"heaskedthethreeofthem.
"Fiveweeks,nomore,"Grancialsaidquickly.
"Four,"saidSiferval,smiling.
"TheFirstpany,"saidKaralius,"willbeontheborderthreeweeksfromnow.tonit.”
"Iwill,"saidAlberiddismissedthem.
Hesatalohisdeskforalongtimeafter,toyingerweight,thinkinguponallsidesofthis,overandaroundandabout.Buthoweverhelookeduponitallthepiecesseemedtoslideintoplace.
Thereowertobegraspedhere,andtriumph,hecouldalmostseethatshimmeringjewelfallingthroughtheair,overwater,overland,intohisreaghand.
Hewasag.Shapishimself,notbeingimpactedupon.Hisenemywouldbevulnerable,enormouslyso,untilthisnewchaossettledi.Quileiaschoicecouldbefordbenochoiceatall.TheEmpirecouldbemadetosee,ontheeveofhisfinaljourneyhome,justwhathissorceryandhisarmiescoulddo.Thetimewasajewel,truly,fallingfromtheheavens,waitingtobeclasped.
Tobesetuponhisbrow.
Hewasstilluhough,almostunilyso,sittingalohembrighteryingtovincehimselfofthetruthofallthisshiningpromise.Hewasmorethanuneasy;hismouthwasdryandthespringsunlightseemedstraohim,almostpainful.Hewonderedifhewasill.Therewassomethinggnawingawaylikearatindarktheunlitersofhisthoughts.Heforcedhimselftoturntowardsit,tryingtomakeatorchofhiscarefulrationality,tolookwithinhimselfandrootoutthisay.
Andthenindeedhedidseeit,anduood,inthatsamemoment,thatitcouldedout,noteverbeaowledgedtoalivingsoul.
Forthetruth,thepoisonousgalloftruth,wasthathewasafraid.Deathlyafraid,inthedeepestinlacesofhisbeing,ofthisotherman.OfBrandinofYgrath,nowBrandinoftheWesternPalm.Thenamehadbeenged,thebalancegedutterly.
Thetruthoffearwasexactlyasithadbeenforalmosttwentyyears.
Ashortwhilelaterhelefttheroomadowairsandundergroundtoseehowtheykilledthemessenger.
AlaisklywhyshewasbeinggrahisunpretedgiftofajourheSeaMaidwithherfather:Selvenawasgettingmarriedattheendofsummer.
ibarEdinio,whosefatherownedagood-sizedestateofolivetreesandvineyardsnorthofAstibar,andamodestbutsuccessfulbankinghouseiy,hadaskedRovigoforhisseddaughtershandearlyinthespring.Rovigentlyforewarnedbyhisseddaughter,hadgivenhissent,adecisioncalculated,amongotherthings,toforestallSelvenasoft-proclaimediiontodoawaywithherselfshouldshestillbelivingathomeanduheautumn.iwasearandpleasantifalittledull,andRovigohaddonebusinesswithEdinioiandlikedtheman.
Selvenawastempestuouslyecstatic,aboutplansforthewedding,abouttheprospectofrunningher
ownhome—Ediniohadofferedtosettheyoungcoupleupinasmallhouseonahillabovehisvineyards—and,asRovigooverheardhertellingtheyoungergirlsoneevening,abouttheanticipatedpleasuresofthemarriagebed.
Heleasedforherhappinessandratherlookingforwardtothecelebrationofthemarriage.Ifhehadmomentsofsadhathestrovetomask,heattributedittothenaturalfeelingsofamanwhosawthathisgirl-childhadbeeawomanrathersoohanhehadbeenpreparedfor.ThesightofSelvenamakingaredgloveforherbridalnightaffectedRovigomorethahoughtitwould.Hewouldturnfrht,feverishchattertoAlais,andquietandwatchful,andsomethingakintosadnesswouldtouchhisspiritamidtheanticipatorybustleofthehouse.
Alixseemedtouand,perhapseveerthanhedidhimself.Hiswifehadtakentopattinghisshoulderatsporadiexpectedmoments,asifgentliivecreature.
Hewasrestive.Thisspringthenewsfromthewiderworldredictableandofseeminglyenormoussequence.BarbadiantroopswerebeginningtoclogtheroadsastheymoveduptonorthernFerraut,ontheborderofSenzio.FromthenewlydeclaredKingdomoftheWesternPalmhadenoclearresponseasyettothisprovocation.OrhadreachedAstibar.RovigohadntheardawordfromAlessansincewellbeforetheEmberDays,buthehadbeentoldalongtimeagothatthisspringmightmarkthebeginningofsomethingnew.
Andsomethingwasintheair,asenseofquiingandofgethatfititselftothemoodeoningspringandthebeyondit,intodangeraentialforviolence.Heseemedtohearitaeverywhere,irampofarmiesonthemartheloweredvoienintaverns,lookinguptooquicklywheneveranyonecamethroughthedoor.
Onemwhenhewohadanimagethatlingeredinhismind,ofthegreatfloodsofsolidlypackedrivericehehadglimpsedmanyyearsagofartothesouthonalongvoyagedownthecoastofQuileia.Andinhismind-picture,ashelayinbed,suspeweenasleepandfullyawake,hehadseemedtoseethaticebreakingupandtheriverwatersbeginningtain,carryingthefloescrashingandgrindingdowntothesea.
Overkhavthatsamem,standingi,hehadannouhathewasgoingintotowntoseeaboutequippingtheMaidforherfirstrunoftheseasondowntea,withgoods,perhapswine—perhapsEdinioswiradeforashipsholdsworthofearlyspringwoolandTregeangoatscheese.
Itulsivedecision,butnotaninappropriateone.Heusuallymadearunsouthinthespring,ifalittlelaterintheseason,mostlyfortrade,partlytolearnwhathecouldforAlessan.Hehadbeendoingitforyears,forbothreasons,eversiAlessanandBaerd,spendingalongnightinasoutherntavernwiththem,andingawaywiththeknowledgeofasharedpassionofthesoulandacausethatmightbealifetimeintheunfolding.
Sothisspringvoyageartofhisyearlyroutine.Whatwasnot,whatwastrulyimpulsive,washisoffer,betweenonesipofearlymkhava,totakeAlaiswithhim.
Hiseldest,hispride,hiscleverohoughtherbeautifulbeyondwords.Noonehadaskedforherhand.AndthoughheknewshewastrulypleasedforSelvenaandnotgrievingatallforherself,thisknowledgedidntstophimfromfeelingadifficultsorrowwheneverhelookedatheramidthealreadybuildiementofSelvenasweddingpreparations.
Soheaskedher,alittletoocasually,ifshewaoewithhim,andAlixglancedupquicklyfromherlaborsiwithasharp,worriedlookinherdarkeyes,andAlaissaid,evenmorequickly,withafervorrareforher:"Oh,Triad,yes!Iwouldlovetoe!”
Ithappeobeherdream.
Oneofheroldestdreams,neverrequested,neverevenspokenaloud.Alaiscouldfeelhowhighhertell-talecolorhadsuddenlybee.Shewatchedherfatherandmotherexgeaglaherewere
timeswhensheehemthatunionoftheireyes.Nowordswerespoken,theydidoneedwordsmuchofthetime.ThenAlaissawhermothernod,aurimetocatchherfathersslowsmileinrespohat,andsheknewshewasgoingtoseaintheMaidforthefirsttimeinherlife.
Shehadwaodosoforsolongshecouldhinkbaewhenthedesirehadhere.Sherememberedbeingasmallgirl,lightenoughtobeliftedupbyherfatherwhilehermothercarriedSelvena,goingdowntotheharborinAstibartoseethenewshipthatwasthekeytotheirsmallfortuheworld.
Andshehadloveditsomuch.Thethreemasts—theyhadseemedsotalltoherthen—aspiringtowardthesky,thedark-hairedfigureheadofamaidenattheprow,thebright-bluecoatoffreshpaintalongtherailings,thecreakoftheropesaimber.Andtheharboritself:thesmellofpitdpineandfishandaleandcheese,idleather.Therumbleofcartsladenwithgoodsgoingawaytosomefarpartoftheknownworld,oringinfromdistantplaceswithhatwereakindofmagictoher.
Asailorinredandgreenwalkedbywithamonkeyonhisshoulderahercalledafamiliargreetingtohim.Herfatherseemedtobeathomehere,hekhesemen,thewild,exoticplacesfromwhichtheycamea.Sheheardshoutsandsuddenraucouslaughterandvoicesraisedinprofanedisputeovertheweightofthisorthecostofthat.Thensomeonecriedoutthatthereweredolphinsinthebay;thatwaswheherhadliftedheruponhisshoulderssoshemightseethem.
Selvenahadbeguntocryatallthefierotion,Alaisremembered,andtheyhadgonebacktotheircartshortlyafterandriddenaastthewatchful,loomingpreseheBarbadians,big,fair-hairedmenontheirbighorses,guardingtheharborofAstibar.Shehadbeentooyoungtouandwhattheywereabout,butherfathersabruptsilendexpressionlessface,ridingbythem,hadtoldhersomething.Later,shelearnedagreatdealmrowingupintotheoccupiedrealityofherworld.
Herloveoftheshipsandtheharborhadnevergoneaway.WhenevershecouldshewouldgowithRovigodowntothewater.Itwaseasierinwinter,whentheyallmovedtothetownhouseinAstibar,buteveninspringandsummerandearlyfallshewouldfindexcuses,reasonsandwaystoapanyhimintotownanddowntowheretheMaidwasberthed.Shegloriedinthese,andatnightshedreamtherdreamsofosopeningbeforeherandsaltsprayoffthewaves.
Dreams.Shewasawoman.Womendidnotgotosea.Anddutiful,intelligentdaughtersroubledtheirfathersbyevenaskingtobeallowedsuchathing.Butitseemedthat,sometimes,onsomemspletelyunforeseen,Eannacouldlookdownfromamongherlightsinthesky,andsmile,andsomethingmiraightbefreelyofferedthatwouldneverhavebeensought.
Itseemedshewasagoodsailor,adjustingeasilytotheswingandrolloftheshiponthewavesasthecoastlineofAstibarscrolledbyontheirright.TheysailednorthalongthebayahreadedtheirwaythroughtheislandsoftheArchipelagoandintothewidenessoftheopensea,Rovigoandhisfiveseamenhandlingtheshipwithaseemedtoherbothrelaxedandprecise.Alaiswasexhilarated,watgeverythinginthisunknownworldwithaythatmadethemlaughandteaseherforit.
Therewasnomalithejeststhough;shehadknownallfiveofthesemenformostofherlife.
Theyswungarouherntipoftheprovince;acapeofstorms,ohementoldher.Butthatspringdayitwasaneasy,mildpladshestoodattherailingastheyturnedbacksouth,andwatchedthegreenhillsofherprovincepassby,slopingdowntothewhitesandoftheshoresand松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读