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       Something in Chade's tone brought a sick chill stalking up from my stomach。 I felt an uneasiness that almost made me sick。 〃How do you know?〃 I demanded。
       〃Because he told Shrewd so when Shrewd directed him to include you among his pupils。 'Does not the bastard have to learn his place? Does not he have to be content with what you have decreed for him?' Then he refused to teach you。〃
       〃He refused?〃
       〃I told you。 But Shrewd was adamant。 And he is King; and Galen must obey him now; for all that he was a queen's man。 So Galen relented and said he would attempt to teach you。 You will meet with him each day。 Beginning a month from now。 You are Patience's until then。〃
       〃Where?〃
       〃There is a tower top; called the Queen's Garden。 You will be admitted there。〃 Chade paused; as if wanting to warn me; but not wishing to scare me。 〃Be careful;〃 he said at last; 〃for within the walls of the garden; I have no influence。 I am blind there。〃
       It was a strange warning; and one I took to heart。
       
       
       CHAPTER THIRTEEN
       Smithy
       THE LADY PATIENCE ESTABLISHED her eccentricity at an early age。 As a small child; her nursemaids found her stubbornly independent; and yet lacking the mon sense to take care of herself。 One remarked; 〃She would go all day with her laces undone because she could not tie them herself; yet would suffer no one to tie them for her。〃 Before the age of ten; she had decided to eschew the traditional trainings befitting a girl of her rank; and instead interested herself in handicrafts that were very unlikely to prove useful: pottery; tattooing; the making of perfumes; and the growing and propagation of plants; especially foreign ones。
       She did not scruple to absent herself for long hours from supervision。 She preferred the woodlands and orchards to her mother's courtyards and gardens。 One would have thought this would produce a hardy and practical child。 Nothing could be further from the truth。 She seemed to be constantly afflicted with rashes; scrapes; and stings; was frequently lost; and never developed any sensible wariness toward man or beast。
       Her education came largely from herself。 She mastered reading and ciphering at an early age; and from that time studied any scroll; book; or tablet that came her way with voracious and indiscriminate interest。 Tutors were frustrated by her distractible ways and frequent absences that seemed to affect not at all her ability to learn almost anything swiftly and well。 Yet the applying of such knowledge interested her not at all。 Her head was full of fancies and imaginings; she substituted poetry and music for logic and manners both; she expressed no interest at all in social introductions and coquettish skills。
       And yet she married a prince; one who had courted her with a single…minded enthusiasm that was to be the first scandal to befall him。
       

       〃Stand up straight!〃
       I stiffened。
       〃Not like that! You look like a turkey; drawn out and waiting for the ax。 Relax more。 No; but put your shoulders back; don't hunch them。 Do you always stand with your feet thrown out so?〃
       〃Lady; he is only a boy。 They are always so; all angles and bones。 Let him e in and be at ease。〃
       〃Oh; very well。 e in; then。〃
       I nodded my gratitude to a round…faced serving woman who dimpled a smile at me in return。 She gestured me toward a pew bench so bedecked with pillows and shawls that there was scarcely room left to sit。 I perched on the edge of it and surveyed Lady Patience's chamber。
       It was worse than Chade's。 I would have thought it the clutter of years if I had not known that she had only recently arrived。 Even a plete inventory of the room could not have described it; for it was the juxtaposition of objects that made it remarkable。 A feather fan; a fencing glove; and a bundle of cattails were all vased in a well worn boot。 A small black terrier with two fat puppies slept in a basket lined with a fur hood and some woolen stockings。 A family of carved ivory walruses perched on a tablet about horse shoeing。 But the dominant elements were the plants。 There were fat puffs of greenery overflowing clay pots; teacups and goblets and buckets of cuttings and cut flowers and greenery; vines spilling out of handleless mugs and cracked cups。 Failures were evident in bare sticks poking up out of pots of earth。 The plants perched and huddled together in every location that would catch morning or afternoon sun from the windows。 The effect was like a garden spilling in the windows and growing up around the clutter in the room。
       〃He's probably hungry; too; isn't he; Lacey? I've heard that about boys。 I think there's some cheese and biscuits on the stand by my bed。 Fetch them for him; would you; dear?〃
       Lady Patience stood slightly more than arm's distance away from me as she spoke past me to her lady。
       〃I'm not hungry; really; thank you;〃 I blurted out before Lacey could lumber to her feet。 〃I'm here because I was told to make myself available to you; in the mornings; for as long as you wanted me。〃
       That was a careful rephrasing。 What King Shrewd had actually said to me was; 〃Go to her chambers each morning; and do whatever it is she thinks you ought to be doing so she leaves me alone。 And keep doing it until she is as weary of you as I am of her。〃 His bluntness had astounded me; for I had never seen him so beleaguered as that day。 Verity came in the door of the chamber as I was scuttling out; and he; too; looked much the worse for wear。 Both men spoke and moved as if suffering from too much wine the night before; and yet I had seen them both at table last night; and there had been a marked lack of either merriness or wine。 Verity tousled my head as I went past him。 〃More like his father every day;〃 he remarked to a scowling Regal behind him。 Regal glared at me as he entered the King's chamber and loudly closed the door behind him。
       So here I was; in my lady's chamber; and she was skirting about me and talking past me as if I were an animal that might suddenly strike out at her or soil the carpets。 I could tell that it afforded Lacey much amusement。
       〃Yes。 I already knew that; you see; because I was the one who had asked the King that you be sent here;〃 Lady Patience explained carefully to me。
       〃Yes; ma'am。〃 I shifted on my bit of seat space and tried to look intelligent and well mannered。 Recalling the earlier times we had met; I could scarcely blame her for treating me like a dolt。
       A silence fell。 I looked around at things in the room。 Lady Patience looked toward a window。 Lacey sat and smirked to herself and pretended to be tatting lace。
       〃Oh。 Here。〃 Swift as a diving hawk; Lady Patience stooped down and seized the black terrier pup by the scruff of the neck。 He yelped in surprise; and his mother looked up in annoyance as Lady Patience thrust him into my arms。 〃This one's for you。 He's yours now。 Every boy should have a pet。〃
       I caught the squirming puppy and managed to support his body before she let go of him。 〃Or maybe you'd rather have a bird? I have a cage of finches in my bedchamber。 You could have one of them; if you'd rather。〃
       〃Uh; no。 A puppy's fine。 A puppy is wonderful。〃 The second half of the statement was made to the pup。 My instinctive response to his high…pitched yi…yi…yi had been to quest out to him with calm。 His mother had sensed my contact with him and approved。 She settled back into her basket with the white pup with blithe unconcern。 The puppy looked up at me and met my eyes directly。 This; in my experience; was rather unusual。 Most dogs avoided prolonged direct eye contact。 But also unusual was his awareness。 I knew from surreptitious experiments in the stable that most puppies his age had little more than fuzzy self…awareness; and were mostly tuned to mother and milk and immediate needs。 This little fellow had a solidly established identity within himself; and a deep interest in all that was going on around him。 He liked Lacey; who fed him bits of meat; and was wary of Patience; not because she was cruel; but because she stumbled over him and kept putting him back in the basket each time he laboriously clambered out。 He thought I smelled very exciting; and the scents of horses and birds and other dogs were like colors in his mind; images of things that as yet had no shape or reality for him; but that he nonetheless found fascinating。 I imaged the scents for him and he climbed my chest; wriggling; sniffing and licking me in his excitement。 Take me; show me; take me。
       〃。。。 even listening?〃
       I winced; expecting a rap from Burrich; then came back to awareness of where I was and of the small woman standing before me with her hands on her hips。
       〃I think something's wrong with him;〃 she abruptly observed to Lacey。 〃Did you see how he was sitting there; staring at the puppy? I thought he was about to go off into some sort of fit。〃
       Lacey smiled benignly and went on with her tatting。 〃Fair reminded me of you; lady; when you start pottering about with your leaves and bits of plants and end up staring at the dirt。〃
       〃Well;〃 said Patience; clearly displeased。 〃

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