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f Verity's possessions that had previously been scattered about his bedchamber。 Verity rose from awakening the fire and smiled ruefully at my raised eyebrows。 〃My queen…in…waiting has small patience with clutter。 ‘How；' she asked me； ‘can you hope to create precise lines in the midst of such disorder？' Her own chamber has the precision of a military encampment。 So I hide myself away down here； for I quickly found that in a clean and sparse chamber I could get no work done at all。 Besides； it gives me a place for quiet talk； where not all know to seek me。〃
He had scarcely finished speaking when the door opened to admit Charim with a tray。 I nodded to Verity's serving man； who not only seemed unsurprised to see me； but had added to Verity's request a certain type of spice bread that I had always enjoyed。 He moved about the room briefly； making perfunctory tidying motions as he shifted a few books and scrolls to free a chair for me； and then vanished again。 Verity was so accustomed to him he scarce seemed to notice him； save for the brief smile they exchanged as Charim left。
〃So；〃 he said； as soon as the door was fairly shut。 〃Let's have a full report。 From the time you left Buckkeep。〃
This was not a simple recounting of my journey and the events of it。 I had been trained by Chade to be a spy as well as an assassin。 And since my earliest days Burrich had always demanded that I be able to give a detailed account of anything that went on in the stables in his absence。 So as we ate and drank I gave Verity an accounting of all I had seen and done since I had left Buckkeep。 This was followed by my summation of what I had concluded from my experiences； and then by what I suspected from what I had learned。 By then； Charim had returned with another meal。 While we consumed this Verity limited our talk to his warships。 He could not conceal his enthusiasm for them。 〃Mastfish has e down to supervise the building。 I went up to Highdowns myself to fetch him。 He claimed to be an old man now。 ‘The cold would stiffen my bones； I can't build a boat in winter anymore； that was the word he sent me。 So I set the apprentices work； and I myself went to fetch him。 He could not refuse me to my face。 When he got here； I took him down to the shipyards。 And I showed him the heated shed； big enough to house a warship； built so he might work and not be cold。 But that was not what convinced him。 It was the white oak that Kettricken brought me。 When he saw the timber； he could not wait to put a drawknife to it。 The grain is straight and true throughout。 The planking is well begun already。 They will be lovely ships； swan…necked； sinuous as snakes upon the water。〃 Enthusiasm spilled from him。 I could already imagine the rising and falling of the oars； the bellying of the square masts when they were under way。
Then the dishes and oddments were pushed to one side； and he began to quiz me upon the events in Jhaampe。 He forced me to reconsider each separate incident from every possible perspective。 By the time he was finished with me； I had relived the entire episode and my anger at my betrayal was fresh and vivid once more。
Verity was not blind to it。 He leaned back in his chair to reach for another log。 He flipped it onto the fire； sending a shower of sparks up the chimney。 〃You have questions；〃 he observed。 〃This time you may ask them。〃 He folded his hands quietly into his lap and waited。
I tried to master my emotions。 〃Prince Regal； your brother；〃 I began carefully； 〃is guilty of the highest treason。 He arranged the killing of your bride's elder brother； Prince Rurisk。 He attempted a plot that would have resulted in your death。 His aim was to usurp both your crown and your bride。 As little more than a spice； he twice tried to kill me。 And Burrich。〃 I paused to breathe； forcing my heart and voice back to calmness。
〃You and I both accept those things as true。 They would be difficult for us to prove；〃 Verity observed mildly。
〃And he relies upon that！〃 I spat out； and then turned my face aside from Verity until I could master my anger。 The very intensity of it frightened me； for I had not allowed myself to feel it until now。 Months ago； when I was using all my wits to stay alive； I had pushed it aside to keep my mind clear。 There had followed the wasting months of convalescence as I recovered from Regal's botched poisoning attempt。 Not even to Burrich had I been able to tell all； for Verity had made it clear that he wished no one to know any more about the situation than could be helped。 Now I stood before my prince and trembled with the force of my own anger。 My face spasmed suddenly in a violent series of twitches。 That dismayed me enough that I was able to force calm upon myself once more。
〃Regal relies upon it；〃 I said more quietly。 All this while Verity had not budged nor changed expression despite my outburst。 He sat gravely at his end of the table； his work…scarred hands posed before him； watching me with dark eyes。 I looked down at the tabletop and traced with a fingertip the carved scrollwork on the corner。 〃He does not admire you； that you keep the laws of the kingdom。 He sees it as a weakness； as a way to circumvent justice。 He may try to kill you again。 Almost certainly； he will make an attempt upon me。〃
〃Then we must be careful； we two； mustn't we？〃 Verity observed mildly。
I lifted my eyes to look him in the face。 〃That is all you say to me？〃 I asked tightly； choking down my outrage。
〃FitzChivalry。 I am your prince。 I am your king…in…waiting。 You are sworn to me； as much as to my father。 And； if it es to it； you are sworn to my brother as well。〃 Verity rose suddenly to take a pace around the room。 〃Justice。 There's a thing we shall ever thirst after； and ever be parched。 No。 We content ourselves with law。 And this is only more true； the higher a man's rank rises。 Justice would put you next in line for the throne； Fitz。 Chivalry was my elder brother。 But law says you were born outside of wedlock； and hence can never make any claim to the crown。 Some might say I had snatched the throne from my brother's son。 Should I be shocked that my younger brother should want to grab it from me？〃
I had never heard Verity speak like this； his voice so even but so fraught with emotion。 I kept silent。
〃You think I should punish him。 I could。 I need not prove his wrongdoing to make life unpleasant for him。 I could send him as emissary to Cold Bay； on some contrived errand； and keep him there； in unfortable conditions； far from court。 I could all but banish him。 Or I could keep him here at court； but so load him with unpleasant duties that he has no time for that which amuses him。 He would understand he was being punished。 So would every noble with half a wit。 Those who sympathize with him would rally to his defense。 The Inland Duchies could contrive some emergency in his mother's land that demanded the presence of her son。 Once there； he could build further support for himself。 He might very well be able to foment the civil unrest he sought before； and found an inland kingdom loyal only to him。 Even if he did not achieve that end； he could cause enough unrest to steal the unity I must have if I am to defend our kingdom。〃
He stopped speaking。 He lifted his eyes and glanced around the room。 I followed his gaze。 The walls were hung with his maps。 There was Bearns； there was Shoaks； and here was Rippon。 On the opposite wall； Buck； Farrow； and Tilth。 All done in Verity's precise hand； every river blue…inked； every town named。 Here were his Six Duchies。 He knew them as Regal never would。 He had ridden those roads； helped set the markers of those boundaries。 Following Chivalry； he had treated with the folk who bordered our lands。 He had swung a sword in defense of it； and known when to set down that sword and negotiate a peace。 Who was I to be telling him how to rule at home？
〃What will you do？〃 I asked quietly。
〃Keep him。 He is my brother。 And my father's son。〃 He poured himself more wine。 〃My father's most cherished； youngest son。 I have gone to my father； the King； and suggested that Regal might be more content with his lot if he had more to do with the running of the kingdom。 King Shrewd has consented to this。 I expect to be much occupied with defending our land from the Red…Ships。 So to Regal will fall the task of raising the revenues we shall need； and he will also be dealing with any other internal crises that may arise。 With a circle of nobles to assist him； of course。 He is full wele to deal with their bickering and dissensions。〃
〃And Regal is content with this？〃
Verity smiled a thin smile。 〃He cannot say he is not。 Not if he wishes to keep the image of a young man adept at ruling and but waiting for opportunity to prove himself。〃 He lifted his wineglass and turned to stare into the fire。 The only sound in the room was the snapping of the flames as they consumed the wood。 〃When you e to me tomorrow；〃 he began。
〃Tomorrow I must have for myself；〃 I told him。
He set down his wineglass and turned to look at me。 〃Must you？〃 he asked in an odd tone。
I looked up and met his eyes。 I swallowed。 I brought myself to my f