grrm.thehedgeknight-第14节
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They had given him back his sword and silver； yet as he waded across the ford； his thoughts were bleak。 He wondered if they expected him to saddle a horse and flee。 He could； if be wished。 That would be the end of his knighthood； to be sure； he would be no more than an outlaw henceforth； until the day some lord took him and struck off his head。 Better to die a knight than live like that； he told himself stubbornly。 Wet to the knee； he trudged past the empty lists。 Most of the pavilions were dark； their owners long asleep； but here and there a few candles still burned。 Dunk heard soft moans and cries of pleasure ing from within one tent。 It made him wonder whether he would die without ever having known a maid。
Then he heard the snort of a horse； a snort he somehow knew for Thunder's。 He turned his steps and ran； and there he was； tied up with Chestnut outside a round pavilion lit from within by a vague golden glow。 On its center pole the banner hung sodden； but Dunk could still make out the dark curve of the Fossoway apple。 It looked like hope。
A trial by bat；〃 Raymun said heavily。 〃Gods be good； Duncan； that means lances of war； morningstars； battle…axes 。 。 。 the swords won't be blunted； do you understand that？〃
〃Raymun the Reluctant；〃 mocked his cousin Ser Steffon。 An apple made of gold and garnets fastened his cloak of yellow wool。 〃You need not fear； cousin； this is a knightly bat。 As you are no knight； your skin is not at risk。 Ser Duncan； you have one Fossoway at least。 The ripe one。 I saw what Aerion did to those puppeteers。 I am for you。〃
〃And I；〃 snapped Raymun angrily。 〃I only meant …〃
His cousin cut him off。 〃Who else fights with us； Ser Duncan？〃
Dunk spread his hands hopelessly。 〃I know no one else。 Well； except for Ser Manfred Dondarrion。 He wouldn't even vouch that I was a knight； he'll never risk his life for me。〃
Ser Steffon seemed little perturbed。 〃Then we need five more good men。 Fortunately； I have more than five friends。 Leo Longthorn； the Laughing Storm； Lord Caron； the Lannisters。 Ser Otho Bracken。。。 aye； and the Blackwoods as well； though you will never get Blackwood and Bracken on the same side of a melee。 I shall go and speak with some of them。〃
〃They won't be happy at being woken；〃 his cousin objected。
〃Excellent；〃 declared Ser Steffon。 〃If they are angry； they'll fight all the more fiercely。 You may rely on me； Ser Duncan。 Cousin； if I do not return before dawn； bring my armor and see that Wrath is saddled and barded for me。 I shall meet you both in the challengers' paddock。〃 He laughed。 〃This will be a day long remembered； I think。〃 When he strode from the tent； he looked almost happy。
Not so Raymun。 〃Five knights；〃 he said glumly after his cousin had gone。 〃Duncan； I am loath to dash your hopes； but。。。〃
〃If your cousin can bring the men be speaks of。。。〃
〃Leo Longthorn？ The Brute of Bracken？ The Laughing Storm？〃 Raymun stood。 〃He knows all of them； I have no doubt； but I would be less certain that any of them know him。 Steffon sees this as a chance for glory； but it means your life。 You should find your own men。 I'll help。 Better you have too many champions than too few。〃 A noise outside made Raymun turn his head。 〃Who goes there？〃 he demanded； as a boy ducked through the flap； followed by a thin man in a rain…sodden black cloak。
〃Egg？〃 Dunk got to his feet。 〃What are you doing here？〃
〃I'm your squire；〃 the boy said。 〃You'll need someone to arm you； ser。〃
〃Does your lord father know you've left the castle？〃
〃Gods be good； I hope not。〃 Daeron Targaryen undid the clasp of his cloak and let it slide from his thin shoulders。
〃You？ Are you mad； ing here？〃 Dunk pulled his knife from his sheath。 〃I ought to shove this through your belly。〃
〃Probably；〃 Prince Daeron admitted。 〃Though I'd sooner you poured me a cup of wine。 Look at my hands。〃 He held one out and let them all see how it shook。
Dunk stepped toward him； glowering。 〃I don't care about your hands。 You lied about me。〃
〃I had to say something when my father demanded to know where my little brother had gotten to；〃 the prince replied。 He seated himself； ignoring Dunk and his knife。 〃If truth be told； I hadn't even realized Egg was gone。 He wasn't at the bottom of my wine cup； and I hadn't looked anywhere else； so。。。〃 He sighed。
〃Ser； my father is going to join the seven accusers；〃 Egg broke in。 〃I begged him not to； but he won't listen。 He says it is the only way to redeem Aerion's honor； and Daeron's。〃
〃Not that I ever asked to have my honor redeemed；〃 said Prince Daeron sourly。 〃Whoever has it can keep it； so far as I'm concerned。 Still； here we are。 For what it's worth； Ser Duncan； you have little to fear from me。 The only thing I like less than horses are swords。 Heavy things； and beastly sharp。 I'll do my best to look gallant in the first charge； but after that 。 。 。 well； perhaps you could strike me a nice blow to the side of the helm。 Make it ring； but not too loud； if you take my meaning。 My brothers have my measure when it es to fighting and dancing and thinking and reading books； but none of them is half my equal at lying insensible in the mud。〃
Dunk could only stare at him； and wonder whether the princeling was trying to play him for a fool。 〃Why did you e？〃
〃To warn you of what you face；〃 Daeron said。 〃My father has manded the Kingsguard to fight with him。〃
〃The Kingsguard？〃 said Dunk； appalled。
〃Well； the three who are here。 Thank the gods Uncle Baelor left the other four at King's Landing with our royal grandfather。〃
Egg supplied the names。 〃Ser Roland Crakehall； Ser Donnel of Duskendale； and Ser Willem Wylde。〃
〃They have small choice in the matter；〃 said Daeron。 〃They are sworn to protect the lives of the king and royal family； and my brothers and I are blood of the dragon； gods help us。〃
Dunk counted on his fingers。 〃That makes six。 Who is the seventh man？〃
Prince Daeron shrugged。 〃Aerion will find someone。 If need be； he will buy a champion。 He has no lack of gold。〃
〃Who do you have？〃 Egg asked。
〃Raymun's cousin Ser Steffon。〃
Daeron winced。 〃Only one？〃
〃Ser Steffon has gone to some of his friends。〃
〃I can bring people；〃 said Egg。 〃Knights。 I can。〃
〃Egg；〃 said Dunk； 〃I will be fighting your own brothers。〃
〃You won't hurt Daeron； though；〃 the boy said。 〃He told you he'd fall down。 And Aerion 。 。 。 I remember； when I was little； he used to e into my bedchamber at night and put his knife between my legs。 He had too many brothers； he'd say； maybe one night he'd make me his sister； then he could marry me。 He threw my cat in the well too。 He says he didn't； but he always lies。〃
Prince Daeron gave a weary shrug。 〃Egg has the truth of it。 Aerion's quite the monster。 He thinks he's a dragon in human form； you know。 That's why he was so wroth at that puppet show。 A pity he wasn't born a Fossoway； then he'd think himself an apple and we'd all be a deal safer； but there you are。〃 Bending； he scooped up his fallen cloak and shook the rain from it。 〃I must steal back to the castle before my father wonders why I'm taking so long to sharpen my sword； but before I go； I would like a private word； Ser Duncan。 Will you walk with me？〃
Dunk looked at the princeling suspiciously a moment。 〃As you wish； Your Grace。〃 He sheathed his dagger。 〃I need to get my shield too。〃
〃Egg and I will look for knights；〃 promised Raymun。
Prince Daeron knotted his cloak around his neck and pulled up the hood。 Dunk followed him back out into the soft rain。 They walked toward the merchants' wagons。
〃I dreamed of you；〃 said the prince。
〃You said that at the inn。〃
〃Did I？ Well； it's so。 My dreams are not like yours； Ser Duncan。 Mine are true。 They frighten me。 You frighten me。 I dreamed of you and a dead dragon； you see。 A great beast； huge； with wings so large they could cover this meadow。 It had fallen on top of you； but you were alive and the dragon was dead。〃
〃Did I kill it？〃
〃That I could not say； but you were there； and so was the dragon。 We were the masters of dragons once； we Targaryens。 Now they are all gone； but we remain。 I don't care to die today。 The gods alone know why； but I don't。 So do me a kindness if you would； and make certain it is my brother Aerion you slay。〃
〃I don't care to die either；〃 said Dunk。
〃Well； I shan't kill you； ser。 I'll withdraw my accusation as well； but it won't serve unless Aerion withdraws his。〃 He sighed。 〃It may be that I've killed you with my lie。 If so； I am sorry。 I'm doomed to some hell； I know。 Likely one without wine。〃 He shuddered； and on that they parted； there in the cool soft rain。
The merchants had drawn up their wagons on the western verge of the meadow； beneath a stand of birch and ash。 Dunk stood under the trees and looked helplessly at the empty place where the puppeteers' wagon had been。 Gone。 He had feared they might be。 I would flee as well； if I were not thick as a castle wall。 He wondered what he would do for a shield now。 He had the silver to buy one； he supposed； if he could find one for sale。
〃Ser Duncan；〃 a voice called out of the dark。 Dunk turned to find Steely Pate standing behind him； holding an iron lantern。 Under a short leather cloak； the armorer was bare from
