mck.harpistinthewind-第2节
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l of beans on his knees。 He laughed suddenly。 She smiled again； watching him； her argument forgotten。
〃You haven't done that in seven days。〃
〃No。〃 He was still； his arm around her； and the smile died slowly in his eyes。 He thought of Hed； gripped so defenselessly in the heart of the sea； with not even the illusion of the High One to protect it。 He whispered； 〃I wish I could ring Hed with power； so that nothing of the turmoil of the mainland could touch it and it could stay innocent of fear。〃
〃Ask Duac。 He'll give you an army。〃
〃I don't dare bring an army to Hed。 That would be asking for disaster。〃
〃Take a few wraiths；〃 she suggested。 〃Duac would love to be rid of them。〃
〃Wraiths。〃 He lifted his eyes from the distant forests to stare at her。 〃In Hed。〃
〃They're invisible。 No one would see them to attack them。〃 Then she shook her head a little at her own words。 〃What am I thinking？ They would upset all the farmers in Hed。〃
〃Not if the farmers didn't know they were there。〃 His hands felt chilled； suddenly； linked around hers。 He breathed； 〃What am I thinking？〃
She drew back； searching his eyes。 〃Are you taking me seriously？〃
〃I think 。。。 I think so。〃 He did not see her face then； but the faces of the dead； with all their frustrated power。 〃I could bind them。 I understand them。。。 their anger； their desire for revenge； their land…love。 They can take that love to Hed and all their longing for war。。。 But your father。。。 how can I wrest something out of the history of An and lead it to danger in Hed？ I can't tamper with the land…law of An like that。〃
〃Duac gave you permission。 And for all my father is interested in land…law； he might as well be a wraith himself。 But Morgon； what about Eliard？〃
〃Eliard？〃
〃I don't know him； but wouldn't he。。。 wouldn't it disturb him maybe a little if you brought an army of the dead to Hed？〃
He thought of the land…ruler of Hed； his brother； whose face he barely remembered。 〃A little；〃 he said softly。 〃He must be used to being disturbed by me； even in his sleep； by now。 I would bury my own heart under his feet if that would keep him and Hed safe。 I would even face an argument with him over this。〃
〃What will he say？〃
〃I don't know。。。 I don't even know him any more。〃 The thought pained him； touching unhealed places within him。 But he did not let her see that； he only moved reluctantly from their high place。 〃e with me。 I want to talk to Duac。〃
II
〃TAKE THEM；〃 DUAC SAID。 〃ALL OF THEM。〃
They had found him in the great hall； listening to plaints from farmers and messengers from Lords of An whose lands and lives were in turmoil over the restlessness and bickerings of the dead。 When the hall finally cleared and Morgon could speak with him； he listened incredulously。
〃You actually want them？ But Morgon； they'll destroy the peace of Hed。〃
〃No； they won't。 I'll explain to them why they are there。〃
〃How？ How do you explain anything to dead men who are fighting a centuries…old war in cow pastures and village market places？〃
〃I'll simply offer them what they want。 Someone to fight。 But； Duac； how will I explain to your father？〃
〃My father？〃 Duac glanced around the hall； then up at the rafters； and at each of the four corners。 〃I don't see him。 Anywhere。 And when I do see him； he will be so busy explaining himself to the living； he won't have time to count the heads of the dead。 How many do you want？〃
〃As many as I can bind； of the kings and warriors who had some touch of passion in them。 They'll need that； to understand Hed。 Rood would be able to help me。。。〃 He stopped suddenly and an unaccountable flush stained Duac's face。 〃Where is Rood？ I haven't seen him for days。〃
〃He hasn't been here for days。〃 Duac cleared his throat。 〃You weren't noticing。 So I waited until you asked。 I sent him to find Deth。〃
Morgon was silent。 The name flung him back seven days； as though he stood in the same pool of sunlight； his shadow splayed before him on the cracked stone floor。 〃Deth；〃 he whispered； and the ambiguity of the name haunted him。
〃I gave him instructions to bring the harpist back here； I sent fourteen armed men with nun。 You let him go； but he still has much to answer for to the land…rulers of the realm。 I thought to imprison him here until the Masters at Caithnard could question him。 That's not something I would attempt to do。〃 He touched Morgon hesitantly。 〃You would never have known he was here。 I'm only surprised Rood has not returned before this。〃
The color stirred back into Morgon's face。 〃I'm not surprised；〃 he said。 〃I wouldn't want to be in Rood's boots； trying to bring Deth back to Anuin。 That harpist makes his own choices。〃
〃Maybe。〃
〃Rood will never bring him back here。 You sent him into the chaos of the Three Portions for nothing。〃
〃Well；〃 Duac said resignedly； 〃you know the harpist better than I do。 And Rood would have gone after him with or without my asking。 He wanted answers too。〃
〃You don't question that riddler with a sword。 Rood should have known that。〃 He heard the harsh edge that had crept into his voice then。 He turned a little abruptly； out of the light； and sat down at one of the tables。
Duac said helplessly； 〃I'm sorry。 This was something you didn't need to know。〃
〃I do need to know。 I just didn't want to think。 Not yet。〃 He spread his hands on the rich gold grain of oak and thought again of Akren； with its sunlit oak walls。 〃I'm going home。〃 The words opened his heart； filled him with a sharp； sweet urgency。 〃Home。。。 Duac； I need ships。 Trade…ships。〃
〃You're going to take the dead by water？〃 Raederle said amazedly。 〃Will they go？〃
〃How else can they get to Hed？〃 he asked reasonably。 Then he thought a little； staring back at his vague reflection in the polished wood。 〃I don't dare take you on the same ship with them。 So。。。 we'll ride together to Caithnard and meet them there。 All right？〃
〃You want to ride back through Hel？〃
〃We could fly instead；〃 he suggested； but she shook her head quickly。
〃No。 I'll ride。〃
He eyed her； struck by an odd note in her voice。 〃It would be simple for you to take the crow…shape。〃
〃One crow in the family is enough；〃 she said darkly； 〃Morgon； Bri Corbett could find ships for you。 And men to sail them。〃
〃It will cost a small fortune to persuade them；〃 Morgon said； but Duac only shrugged。
〃The dead have already cost a great fortune in the destruction of crops and animals。 Morgon； how in Hel's name will you control them in Hed？〃
〃They will not want to fight me；〃 he said simply； and Duac was silent； gazing at him out of clear； sea…colored eyes。
〃I wonder；〃 he said slowly； 〃what you are。 Man of Hed； who can control the dead of An。。。 Star…Bearer。〃 Morgon looked at him with a curious gratitude。 〃I might have hated my own name in this hall； but for you。〃 He stood up； mulling over the problem at hand。 〃Duac； I need to know names。 I could spend days searching the cairns with my mind； but I won't know who I am rousing。 I know many of the names of the Kings of the Three Portions； but I don't know the lesser dead。〃
〃I don't either；〃 Duac said。
〃Well； I know where you can find out；〃 Raederle sighed。 〃The place I almost lived in when I was a child。 Our father's library。〃
She and Morgon spent the rest of the day and the evening there； among ancient books and dusty parchments； while Duac sent to the docks for Bri Corbett。 By midnight； Morgon had tamped down in the deep of his mind endless names of warrior…lords； their sons and far…flung families； and legends of love； blood feuds and land wars that spanned the history of An。 He left the house then； walked alone through the still summer night into the fields behind the king's house； which were the charnel house for the many who had died battling over Anuin。 There he began his calling。
He spoke name after name； with the fragments of legend or poetry that he could remember； with his voice and his mind。 The dead roused to their names； came out of the orchards and woods； out of the earth itself。 Some rode at him with wild； eerie cries； their armor aflame with moonlight over bare bones。 Others came silently： dark； grim figures revealing terrible death wounds。 They sought to frighten him； but he only watched them out of eyes that had already seen all he needed to fear。 They tried to fight him； but he opened his own mind to them； showed them glimpses of his power。 He held them through all then： challenging； until they stood ranged before him across an entire field； then awe and curiosity forcing them out of their memories to glimpse something of the world they had been loosed into。
Then he explained what he wanted。 He did not expect them to understand Hed； but they understood him； his anger and despair and his land…love。 They gave him fealty in a ritual as old as An； their moldering blades flashing greyly in the moonlight。 Then they seeped slowly back into the night； into the earth； until he summoned them again。
He stood onc
