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I juggled food and mug into place。 I felt her eyes on me as I sat。 Her own food remained ignored before her。 I ducked my head to avoid that gaze； and ate quickly； as furtively as a rat in a corner who suspects a cat is behind the door； waiting。 She did not stare rudely； but openly watched me； with the sort of observation that made my hands clumsy and led to my acute awareness that I had just unthinkingly wiped my mouth on the back of my sleeve。
I could think of nothing to say； and yet the silence jabbed at me。 The biscuit seemed dry in my mouth； making me cough； and when I tried to wash it down with ale； I choked。 Her eyebrows twitched； her mouth set more firmly。 Even with my eyes lowered to my plate； I felt her gaze。 I rushed through my food； wanting only to escape her hazel eyes and straight silent mouth。 I pushed the last hunks of bread and cheese into my mouth and stood up quickly； bumping against the table and almost knocking the bench over in my haste。 I headed toward the door； then remembered Burrich's instructions about excusing oneself from a lady's presence。 I swallowed my half…chewed mouthful。
〃Good night to you； lady；〃 I muttered； thinking the words not quite right； but unable to summon better。 I crabbed toward the door。
〃Wait；〃 she said； and when I paused； she asked； 〃Do you sleep upstairs； or out in the stables？〃
〃Both。 Sometimes。 I mean； either。 Ah； good night； then； lady。〃 I turned and all but fled。 I was halfway up the stairs before I wondered at the strangeness of her question。 It was only when I went to undress for bed that I realized I still gripped my empty ale mug。 I went to sleep； feeling a fool； and wondering why。
CHAPTER TWELVE
Patience
THE RED…SHIP RAIDERS WERE a misery and an affliction to their own folk long before they troubled the shores of the Six Duchies。 From obscure cult beginnings； they rose to both religious and political power by means of ruthless tactics。 Chiefs and headmen who refused to align with their beliefs often found that their wives and children had bee the victims of what we have e to call Forging； in memory of the ill…fated town of Forge。 Hard…hearted and cruel as we consider the Outislanders to be； they have in their tradition a strong vein of honor and heinous penalties for those who break the kin rules。 Imagine the anguish of the Outislander father whose son has been Forged。 He must either conceal his son's crimes when the boy lies to him； steals from him； and forces himself upon the household women； or see the boy flayed alive for his crimes and suffer the losses of both heir and the respect of the other houses。 The threat of Forging was a powerful deterrent to opposing the political power of the Red…Ship Raiders。
By the time the Red…Ship Raiders began to seriously harry our shores； they had subdued most opposition in the Out Islands。 Those who openly opposed them died or fled。 Others grudgingly paid tribute and clenched their teeth against the outrages of those who controlled the cult。 But many gladly joined the ranks； and painted the hulls of their raiding vessels red and never questioned the rightness of what they did。 It seems likely that these converts were formed mostly from the lesser houses； who had never before been offered the opportunity to rise in influence。 But he who controlled the Red…Ship Raiders cared nothing for who a man's forebears had been； so long as he had the man's unswerving loyalty。
I saw the lady twice more before I discovered who she was。 The second time I saw her was the next night； at about the same hour。 Molly had been busy with her berries； so I had gone out for an evening of tavern music with Kerry and Dirk。 I had had perhaps one or at most two mugs more of ale than I should have。 I was neither dizzy nor sick； but I was placing my feet carefully； for I had already taken one tumble in a pothole on the dusky road。
Separate but adjacent to the dusty kitchen courtyard with its cobbles and wagon docks is a hedged area。 It is monly referred to as the Women's Garden； not because it is exclusively their province but simply because they have the tending and the knowing of it。 It is a pleasant place； with a pond in the middle； and many low beds of herbs set among flowering plantings； fruit vines； and green stoned pathways。 I knew better than to go straight to bed when I was in this condition。 If I attempted to sleep now； the bed would begin to spin and sway； and within an hour I would be puking sick。 It had been a pleasant evening； and that seemed a wretched way to end it； so I took myself to the Women's Garden instead of my room。
In one angle of the garden； between a sun…warmed wall and a smaller pond； there grow seven varieties of thyme。 Their fragrances on a hot day can be giddying； but now； with evening verging on night； the mingling scents seemed to soothe my head。 I splashed my face in the little pool； and then put my back to the rock wall that was still releasing the sun's heat back to the night。 Frogs were chirruping to one another。 I lowered my eyes and watched the pond's calm surface to keep myself from spinning。
Footsteps。 Then a woman's voice asked tartly； 〃Are you drunk？〃
〃Not quite；〃 I replied affably； thinking it was Tilly the orchard girl。 〃Not quite enough time or coin；〃 I added jokingly。
〃I suppose you learned it from Burrich。 The man is a sot and a lecher； and he has cultivated like traits in you。 Ever he brings those around him down to his level。〃
The bitterness in the woman's voice made me look up。 I squinted through the dimming light to make out her features。 It was the lady of the previous evening。 Standing on the garden path； in a simple shift； she looked at first glance to be little more than a girl。 She was slender； and less tall than I； though I was not overly tall for my fourteen years。 But her face was a woman's； and right now her mouth was set in a condemning line； echoed by the brows knit over her hazel eyes。 Her hair was dark and curling； and though she had tried to restrain it； ringlets of it had escaped at her forehead and neck。
It was not that I felt pelled to defend Burrich； it was simply that my condition was no doing of his。 So I made answer something to the effect that as he was some miles distant in a different town； he could scarcely be responsible for what I put in my mouth and swallowed。
The lady came two steps closer。 〃But he has never taught you better； has he？ He has never counseled you against drunkenness； has he？〃
There is a saying from the Southlands that there is truth in wine。 There must be a bit of it in ale； also。 I spoke it that night。 〃Actually； my lady； he would be greatly displeased with me right now。 First； he would berate me for not arising when a lady spoke to me。〃 And here I lurched to my feet。 〃And then； he would lecture me long and severely about the behavior expected from one who carries a prince's blood； if not his titles。〃 I managed a bow； and when I succeeded； I distinguished myself by straightening up with a flourish。 〃So； good evening to you； fair lady of the garden。 I bid you good night； and I shall remove my oafish self from your presence。〃
I was all the way to the arched entryway in the wall when she called out； 〃Wait！〃 But my stomach gave a quietly protesting grumble； and I pretended not to hear。 She did not e after me； but I felt sure she watched me； and so I kept my head up and my stride even until I was out of the kitchen courtyard。 I took myself down to the stables； where I vomited into the manure pile and ended up sleeping in a clean empty stall because the steps up to Burrich's loft looked entirely too steep。
But youth is amazingly resilient； especially when feeling threatened。 I was up at dawn the next day； for I knew Burrich was expected home by afternoon。 I washed myself at the stables and decided the tunic I had worn for the last three days needed to be replaced。 I was doubly conscious of its condition when in the corridor outside my room the lady accosted me。 She looked me up and down； and before I could speak； she addressed me。
〃Change your shirt；〃 she told me。 And then added； 〃Those
