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xhaustion from my Skill battle with Justin and Serene。 I had taken some nasty sword cuts to my right forearm； and one to my left thigh that I recalled not at all。 None of them had been dressed； my sleeve and trousers were matted to my skin with dried blood。 Whoever had knocked me unconscious had made sure of his work with several more blows。 Other than that； I was fine。 I told myself this a number of times； ignoring the trembling in my left leg and arm。 I opened my eyes。
The room I was in was small and stone。 There was a pot in the corner。 When I finally decided I could move； I craned my head enough to see that there was a door； with a small barred window in it。 This was the light source； fed by a torch somewhere down a hallway outside。 Oh。 Yes。 The dungeons。 My curiosity satisfied； I closed my eyes again and slept。 Nose to tail； I rested safe in a deep den covered over by the blowing snow。 The illusion of safety was as much as Nighteyes could offer me。 So weak I was that even his thoughts to me seemed misty。 Safe。 That was as much as he could convey。
I awoke again。 I could tell time had passed by how much thirstier I was。 Other than that； everything was remarkably the same。 This time I determined that the bench I was lying on was also made of stone。 There was nothing between me and the stone save the clothes I wore。 〃Hey！〃 I called。 〃Guards！〃 There was no answer。 Everything seemed a bit vague。 After a time I could not recall if I had already cried out； or if I was summoning the strength to do so。 After a bit more time I decided I did not have the strength。 I went back to sleep。 I couldn't imagine doing anything else。
I awoke to Patience's voice arguing。 Whoever she was arguing with wasn't answering much； and wasn't giving in。 〃It's ridiculous。 What are you afraid I'll do？〃 A silence。 〃I've known him since he was a child。〃 Another silence。 〃He's hurt。 What possible damage can it do for me to at least look at his injuries？ You can hang him whole as easily as you can wounded； can't you？〃 Another silence。
After a time I decided I might be able to move。 I had a lot of bruises and scrapes I couldn't account for； probably gained on the journey between the Great Hall and here。 The worst part of moving was that it tugged my clothing against the scabbed over cuts。 I decided I could stand it。 For such a small room； it was a very long way from the bed to the door。 When I got there； I discovered I could just see out the little barred window。 What I could see was the stone wall on the opposite side of the narrow corridor。 I gripped the bars with my good left hand。
〃Patience？〃 I croaked。
〃Fitz？ Oh； Fitz； are you all right？〃
Such a question。 I started to laugh and coughed instead； finishing with the taste of blood in my mouth。 I didn't know what to say。 I wasn't fine； but it wasn't healthy for her to be too interested in me。 Even as fuddled as I was； I knew that。 〃I'm all right；〃 I croaked at last。
〃Oh； Fitz； the King is dead！〃 she called to me from down the hall。 The words tumbled from her in her haste to tell me all。 〃And Queen Kettricken is missing； and King…in…Waiting Regal says you are at the bottom of all of it。 They say…〃
〃Lady Patience； you'll have to leave now；〃 the guard attempted to break in。 She ignored him。
〃…you went crazy in grief over Verity's death； and killed the King and Serene and Justin； and they don't know what you've done with the Queen； and no one can…〃
〃You cannot speak to the prisoner； madam！〃 He spoke with conviction； but she paid no mind。
〃…find the Fool。 Wallace； he's the one； he said he saw you and the Fool quarreling over the King's body； and then he saw the Pocked Man； e to carry his spirit away。 The man is crazy！ And Regal accuses you； too； of the low magic； of having the soul of a beast！ That's how he said you killed the King。 And…〃
〃Madam！ You have to leave now； or I will have to have you taken away。〃
〃Then do that；〃 Patience spat at him。 〃I just dare you to try。 Lacey； this man is bothering me。 Ah！ You dare to think of touching me！ I； who was Chivalry's queen…in…waiting！ Now； Lacey； do not hurt him； he's only a boy。 A mannerless boy； but a boy nonetheless。〃
〃Lady Patience； I beg you 。。。。〃 A change in tone from the guard。
〃You can't very well drag me away from here without leaving your post。 Do you think I'm so stupid I can't see that？ What will you do？ Attack two old women with your sword？〃
〃Chester！ Chester； where are you？〃 the guard on duty bellowed。 〃Damn you； Chester！〃 I could hear the frustration in his voice as he yelled for his partner； who had taken a break。 He was probably up in the watch room off the kitchen。 Drinking cold beer。 Eating hot stew。 A wave of dizziness passed over me。
〃Chester？〃 The guard's voice was fading。 He had actually been fool enough to leave Lady Patience by his post and go looking for his rade。 In a moment I heard the light patter of her slippers outside my door。 I felt the touch of her fingers on my hand that gripped the bar。 She was not tall enough to look in； and the corridor was so narrow she could not step back where I could see her。 But the touch of her hand was as wele as sunlight。
〃Keep watch for him ing back； Lacey；〃 she directed； then spoke to me。 〃How are you； really？〃 She spoke low； pitching her voice for my ears alone。
〃Thirsty。 Hungry。 Cold。 In pain。〃 I saw no point in lying to her。 〃What is happening in the Keep？〃
〃plete disorder。 The Buckkeep guards broke up the riot in the Great Hall； but then； outside； there was a brawl between some of the Inlanders that Regal brought in and the Buckkeep guard。 Queen Kettricken's guard drove a wedge between them； and their officers beat their troops back into line。 Still； it's tense。 The fighters weren't all soldiers。 Many a guest has a black eye or walks with a limp still。 Luckily； no one amongst the guests took serious harm。 Blade took about the worst injuries； they say。 He went down keeping the Farrow men off you。 Cracked his ribs and blacked his eyes； did something to one of his arms。 But Burrich says he will be all right。 The lines have been drawn； however； and the Dukes walk about bristling at one another like dogs。〃
〃Burrich？〃 I asked hoarsely。
〃Did not get involved at all；〃 she said reassuringly。 〃He's fine。 If being ill…tempered and surly to all is fine。 Which； for him； I suppose is normal。〃
My heart thundered inside me。 Burrich。 Why wasn't he gone？ I dared ask no more about him。 One question too many； and Patience would get curious。 So。 〃And Regal？〃 I asked。
She snorted。 〃One gets the feeling that what really irritates Regal is that he no longer has an excuse to abandon Buckkeep。 Before； you know； he was taking King Shrewd and Kettricken inland so they would be safe； and gutting the castle so they might have familiar things about them。 He has no such excuse now； and the Coastal Dukes have demanded he stay and defend the Keep； or at least put in that place a man of their choosing。 He has offered his cousin Lord Bright of Farrow； but the Coastal Dukes do not like him。 Now that Regal finds himself suddenly a King； I do not think he is enjoying it as much as he expected to。〃
〃Has he crowned himself； then？〃 A roaring threatened my ears。 I stood by gripping the bars。 Must not faint； I told myself。 The guard would be back soon。 I had only this time to hear what was going on。
〃We have all been much too busy burying the King； and then searching for the Queen。 When the King was found dead； we were sent to wake her； but found her doors locked and no answer to our knocking。 Finally Regal resorted to his men and axes again。 The inner…chamber door was closed and locked as well。 But the Queen was gone。 It is a great mystery to all of us。〃
〃What does Regal say of it？〃 My head was clearing of cobwebs。 Oh； how I hurt。
〃Little； save that she and her child are surely dead； and you have brought it about somehow。 He speaks wild charges of Beast magic； saying you have slain the King with your Wit。 All demand proof for his claims； and he keeps saying； soon； soon。〃
No mention of searching the roads and byways for Kettricken； then。 I had gambled that his Skill spies had not found out the whole of our plot。 But； I cautioned myself； if he had sent out searchers； I doubted they were ordered to bring her back alive and safe。
〃What does Will do？〃 I asked。
〃Will？〃
〃Will； Hostler's son。 A member of the coterie。〃
〃Oh。 Him。 I have not seen him about； that I recall。〃
〃Ah。〃 Another wave of dizziness threatened me。 Suddenly logic eluded me。 I knew I should ask more questions； but I could not think of what they should be。 Burrich was still here； but the Queen and the Fool were gone。 What had gone wrong？ There was no safe way to ask Patience。 〃Does anyone else know you are here？〃 I managed to ask。 Surely； if Burrich had known she were ing； he would have sent a message。
〃Of course not！ This was not an easy thing to plan； Fitz。 Lacey had to get an emetic into the one guard's food so he would leave only one on watch。 Then we had to watch for him to leave…oh。 Lacey said to bring you the
