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sabriel (the abhorsen trilogy)_加斯·尼克斯-第36章

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facing the other way。 for a second; her hand twitched to her sword; then she saw mogget nearby; precariously draped on the ship鈥檚 rail。

she approached nervously; her curiosity tempered by the need to be wary of strangers。 he looked different dressed。 older and somewhat intimidating; particularly since he seemed to have scorned her plain clothing for a kilt of gold…striped red; with matching leggings of redstriped gold; disappearing into turned…down thigh boots of russet doeskin。 he was wearing her shirt; though; and preparing to put on a red leather jerkin。 it had detachable; lace…up sleeves; which seemed to be giving him some problems。

two swords lay in three…quarter scabbards near his feet; stabbing points shining four inches out of the leather。 a wide belt with the appropriate hooks already encircled his waist。

鈥渃urse these laces;鈥潯e said; when she was about ten paces away。 a nice voice; quite deep; but currently frustrated and peaking with temper。

鈥済ood morning;鈥潯aid sabriel。

he whirled around; dropping the sleeves; almost ducking to his swords; before recovering to transform the motion into a bow; culminating in a descent to one knee。

鈥済ood morning; milady;鈥潯e said huskily; head bowed; carefully not meeting her gaze。 she saw that he鈥檇 found some earrings; large gold hoops clumsily pushed through pierced lobes; for they were bloodied。 apart from them; all she could see was the top of his curly…haired head。

鈥渋鈥檓 not 鈥榤ilady;鈥欌潯aid sabriel; wondering which of miss prionte鈥檚 etiquette principles applied to this situation。 鈥渕y name is sabriel。鈥

鈥渟abriel? but you are the abhorsen;鈥潯he man said slowly。 he didn鈥檛 sound overly bright; sabriel thought; with sinking expectations。

perhaps there would be very little conversation at breakfast after all。

鈥渘o; my father is the abhorsen;鈥潯he said; with a stern look at mogget; warning him not to interfere。 鈥渋鈥檓 a sort of stand…in。 it鈥檚 a bit plicated; so i鈥檒l explain later。 what鈥檚 your name?鈥

he hesitated; then mumbled; 鈥渋 can鈥檛 remember; milady。 please; call me 。 。 。 call me touchstone。鈥

鈥渢ouchstone?鈥潯sked sabriel。 that sounded familiar; but she couldn鈥檛 place it for a moment。

鈥渢ouchstone? but that鈥檚 a jester鈥檚 name; a fool鈥檚 name。 why call you that?鈥

鈥渢hat鈥檚 what i am;鈥潯e said dully; without inflection。

鈥渨ell; i have to call you something;鈥潯abriel continued。 鈥渢ouchstone。 you know; there is the tradition of a wise fool; so perhaps it鈥檚 not so bad。 i guess you think you鈥檙e a fool because you鈥檝e been imprisoned as a figurehead鈥攁nd in death; of course。鈥

鈥渋n death!鈥潯xclaimed touchstone。 he looked up and his grey eyes met sabriel鈥檚。 surprisingly; he had a clear; intelligent gaze。 perhaps there is some hope for him after all; she thought; as she explained: 鈥測our spirit was somehow preserved just beyond the border of death; and your body preserved as the wooden figurehead。 both necromantic and free magic would have been involved。 very powerful magic; on both counts。

i am curious as to why it was used on you。鈥

touchstone looked away again; and sabriel sensed a certain shiftiness; or embarrassment。

she guessed that the forthing explanation would be a half…truth; at best。

鈥渋 don鈥檛 remember very well;鈥潯e said; slowly。

鈥渢hough things are ing back。 i am 。 。 。 i was 。 。 。 a guardsman。 the royal guard。 there was some sort of attack upon the queen 。 。 。

an ambush in the鈥攁t the bottom of the stairs。

i remember fighting; with blade and charter magic鈥攚e were all charter mages; all the guard。 i thought we were safe; but there was treachery 。 。 。 then 。 。 。 i was here。 i don鈥檛 know how。鈥

sabriel listened carefully; wondering how much of what he said was true。 it was likely that his memory was impaired; but he possibly was a royal guard。 perhaps he had cast a diamond of protection 。 。 。 that could have been why his enemies could only imprison him; rather than kill。 but; surely they could have waited till it failed。 why the bizarre method of imprisonment? and; most importantly; how did the figurehead manage to get placed in this most protected of places? she filed all these questions for later investigation; for another thought had struck her。 if he really was a royal guard; the queen he had guarded must have been dead and gone for at least two hundred years and; with her; everyone and everything he knew。

鈥測ou have been a prisoner for a long time;鈥潯he said gently; uncertain about how to break the news。 鈥渉ave you 。 。 。 i mean did you 。 。 。 well;  what i mean is it鈥檚 been a very long time鈥斺

鈥渢wo hundred years;鈥潯hispered touchstone。

鈥測our minion told me。鈥

鈥測our family 。 。 。鈥

鈥渋 have none;鈥潯e said。 his expression was set; as immobile as the carved wood of the previous day。 carefully; he reached over and drew one of his swords; offering it to sabriel hilt…first。

鈥渋 would serve you; milady; to fight against the enemies of the kingdom。鈥

sabriel didn鈥檛 take the sword; though his plea made her reflexively reach out。 but a moment鈥檚 thought closed her open palm; and her arm fell back to her side。 she looked at mogget; who was watching the proceedings with unabashed interest。

鈥渨hat have you told him; mogget?鈥潯he asked; suspicion wreathing her words。

鈥渢he state of the kingdom; generally speaking;鈥

replied the cat。 鈥渞ecent events。 our descent here; more or less。 your duty as abhorsen to remedy the situation。鈥

鈥渢he mordicant? shadow hands? gore crows? the dead adept; whoever it may be?鈥

鈥渘ot specifically;鈥潯aid mogget; cheerfully。 鈥渋 thought he could presume as much。鈥

鈥渁s you see;鈥潯abriel said; rather angrily; 鈥渕y 鈥榤inion鈥櫋as not been totally honest with you。 i was raised across the wall; in ancelstierre; so i have very little idea about what is going on。 i have huge gaps in my knowledge of the old kingdom; including everything from geography to history to charter magic。 i face some dire enemies; probably under the overall direction of one of the greater dead; a necromantic adept。 and i鈥檓 not out to save the kingdom; just to find my father; the real abhorsen。 so i don鈥檛 want to take your oath or service or anything like that; particularly as we鈥檝e only just met。 i am happy for you to acpany us to the nearest approximation of civilization; but i have no idea what i will be doing after that。 and; please remember that my name is sabriel。 not milady。 not abhorsen。 now; i think it鈥檚 time for breakfast。鈥

with that; she stalked over to her pack; and started getting out some oatmeal and a small cooking pot。

touchstone stared after her for a moment; then picked himself up; attached his swords; put on the sleeveless jerkin; tied the sleeves to his belt and wandered off to the nearest clump of trees。

mogget followed him there; and watched him pick up dead branches and sticks for a fire。

鈥渟he really did grow up in ancelstierre;鈥潯aid the cat。 鈥渟he doesn鈥檛 realize refusing your oath is an insult。 and it鈥檚 true enough about her ignorance。

that鈥檚 one of the reasons she needs your help。鈥

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