kutzkattherine.the bishopsheir-第15节
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〃The Haldane gives fair greeting to The MacArdry of Transha；〃 Kelson said gravely； inclining his head in respect as Caulay's jaw dropped。 〃My brother Dhugal bade me sit at your right hand； sir； and I am right honored to do so； for his father must be my father； since I have none anymore。〃
Stunned speechless； Caulay stared into the grey Haldane eyes as the buzz of questions grew among his people； seeing the strange mixed with the familiar。 The last Haldane old Caulay had seen had been a boy of just fourteen； on the occasion of his coronation。 The lad before him was young； but he was a man； with the frank； direct gaze of his other border chieftains。 As he glanced beyond the stranger at his son； Dhugal rose and came to kiss his father's cheek with a grin。
〃I've brought m'brother home tae sup with us。 Da；〃 he said in his broad border accent。 〃He would count it a great favor if ye could put his other rank aside for a night； for he would do honor to our house an' blood for sake o' the bond he shares wi' me。 Will ye n？？ greet him as a kinsman an' a son？〃
For an interminable instant。 Kelson feared that Caulay would not go along； that the close…knit bonds of border kinship would force him back into the royal role he was so often obliged to play。 But then the old man's face split in a pleased grin and he held out a huge hand to Kelson； the brown eyes warming。
〃Aye； and it's pleased that I am to see ye； son；〃 he said softly。 〃I left ye a boy； and ye've e back a man。 Will ye n？？ give yer old Da the kiss of peace？〃
Solemnly Kelson placed his hand in Caulay's and rose； inclining his head in proper salute； borderer to hosting chief； acutely aware of the eyes upon him。 When he bent to kiss the old man's cheek； however； a ragged murmur of approval rippled among the bordermen and the pipes struck up a dutiful salute； this time punctuated by drums。
It was not the most spontaneous of weles； but it was a start。 Pretending not to notice Conall's sour looks farther down the table； and the confused expressions on most of the rest of his retinue。 Kelson took his seat； smiling。 Brion would never have done this； but Kelson was not Brion。 They would just have to adjust to the fact that he was going to develop his own style。 He laughed at a joke Dhugal murmured in an aside； and when Ciard came to serve them roast fowl and beef on a trencher of hearty highland bread； he dug in with his fingers in proper border fashion。
He and Caulay made casual small talk through the meal。 Kelson touching on some of his experiences of the past three years and the old chief proudly recounting Dhugal's skill as a future border chief。 Only passing ment was made on his own failing health。
Out of respect for his host。 Kelson veered away from politics or any other subjects of possible controversy； intending to save such conversation for more private surrounds； perhaps later that night。 But just before the sweet was served … a sticky confection of crushed almonds and biscuit and honey … Caulay made passing reference to his brother Sicard； whose wife was the Mearan Pretender。
〃What's she like； the Lady Caitrin？〃 Kelson asked； trying to keep too much interest out of his tone。 To his relief； Caulay was neither offended nor reticent； wine having loosened his tongue to the point of amiability。
〃Ach； she nurses an old dream whose time passed lang ago；〃 Caulay said。 〃I did n？？ ever like her。 She's of an age wi' me … no spring hen…chick； she … but she has fierce baims an' a fiercer mate。 She an' my brother … ！〃
He spat contemptuously； and Kelson raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise。
〃You and Sicard had a falling out？〃
〃Ye might say that；〃 the old man allowed。 〃Truth is； he。 an' I were never close。 I'm n？？ close to the bairns； either … leastways not the boys。 Ithel an' Llewell； they're named … though I expect ye know that。 About your age； they are … mayhap a year or so younger。 The girl； though … 〃
〃Not another daughter；〃 Kelson breathed； almost to himself。
Old Caulay immediately caught his drift； however； and laughed uproariously as he clapped Kelson on the shoulder。
〃Ach； I see they've been pushing ye to choose a mate； haven't they； lad？ Well； a man could do far worse than sweet Sidana。 Her name means 'silk' in the old tongue； an' she has all the grace the boys an' their mother lack。 Pretty she is； as well as heiress to a great name； wi' fine sleek hair that reaches to her knees … brown as a chestnut burr it is … an' eyes like a bonnie fawn。 Fair white teeth； too； an' hips tae bear a man many fine sons； though she can n？？ be more than fifteen。〃
〃You sound as if you're trying to marry her off；〃 Kelson said with a smile。 〃Are you trying to tell me something？〃
Caulay's shoulders lifted with a coy shrug； even though he was shaking his head no。
〃Weel； 'tis not I who'd presume tae barter a bride for my king； son；〃 the old man said。 〃But if a man wanted tae resolve an old； old rift an' bring peace tae his people； he could do far worse than marryin' Sidana。 If I thought it would help； I'd marry Dhugal to her … or praise God； if I were a younger man； an' could find a willing priest； I'd marry her myself； an' she my own dear niece。〃
Kelson smiled wanly； remembering what he once read about incest of an only slightly closer degree toppling a throne two centuries before … though there had been a Deryni question in the case of Imre and Ariella； as well。
But Caulay's theoretical solution would certainly have no such repercussions； even if it were to occur。 For that matter； he supposed he and Sidana were distantly related … his eyes glazed a little as he tried to sort out the generations of cousins through a mon great…great…grandfather … though they were certainly outside the bounds of consanguinity proscribed by the Church。
〃I don't think it will be necessary for you to make the sacrifice；〃 he reassured Caulay； with a faint； droll grin。
〃Ach； o' course not。 Tis a Haldane husband she'd be needin'； not another borderer； tae muddy matters further。 If not Yer Grace； than perhaps yer young cousin； there … 〃
The old man glanced down the table where Conall had moved to sit between Ewan and Jodrell； brooding over his wine cup。
〃Nah； on second reflection； Conall would n？？ do；〃 Caulay went on more soberly。 〃She would n？？ be happy with the likes o' him … though methinks yer young cousin has ambitions o' his own。 Power can be a great temptation； son。 But I need n？？ tell ye about that； do I？〃
Surprised； Kelson glanced at Conall and then back at Caulay。
〃Conall？〃
〃Ach； I dinnae mean to cast a shadow on yer cousin； lad。 But Sidana is a fair marriage prize； an' could give her husband a fair claim to Meara。 With the right persuasion； from the right man； her brothers might even be moved to abandon their claims。〃
Kelson chuckled grimly and shook his head； running a finger along the rim of his cup。
〃I'm trying to avoid that kind of persuasion； Caulay；〃 he said softly。 〃I don't want to have to march into Meara the way my father and grandfather did； and solve things with a sword。 But I don't intend to give up what's lawfully mine； either。〃
Caulay's bearded face clouded and he dropped his gaze to stare into the depths of his goblet。 〃That may be the only way； son；〃 he whispered darkly。 〃Young Ithel wants a throne。 He won't be content to rule over an exile court in Laas； once his mother is gone。〃
〃You speak as if that might be imminent；〃 Kelson breathed； gently reaching out to read the truth of Caulay's words。 〃Is Ithel plotting something？〃
〃I dinnae know particulars； I dinnae care to know。〃 Caulay took a long pull at his wine and shook his head。 〃It's only some rumors I've heard。 What young man does not have ambition？ I dinnae care to say more。〃
Chilled； Kelson nudged his cup aside and stared at Caulay。 The old man was telling the truth； as far as he went； but what were the rumors he had heard？ If Ithel of Meara was actively plotting a revolt。。。
〃I need to know； Caulay；〃 he murmured； as he touched his wrist and started trying to Mind…See。 〃If you know something … 〃
〃I know nothing！〃 Caulay whispered； eyes flashing as he yanked away his wrist。 〃An' if ye press me for nothing； then … 〃
The skirl of pipes began outside the hall just then； and Caulay broke off and shook his head apologetically； taking another deep draught from his cup。 While Kelson searched for a tactful way to reapproach the subject； two pipers marched in from the far end of the hall； preceding a white…robed old man brandishing two evergreen boughs like bushy swords。 Conversation died away as they entered； even the rowdier of the clansmen putting aside their cups to brush caps in salute as the old man passed。 The women standing curtseyed； and even the children serving table stopped where they were to render appropriate respect。
〃Kinkellyan； the chief bard；〃 Dhugal murmured in his ear； as the old man came between the two pipers and continued toward them。 〃This could be very important。 Stay seated for now； but pay very close attention。〃
As the man reached the lowest step of the dais and stopped； crossing the boughs over his head in salute as he bowed； the music ended and Dhugal stood； raising a cup in answering salute to the man in white。
〃Bright moon and starshine on thy path； noble bard。 The
