Chapter 103 Section 103 Final Solution

Much to Verity's chagrin was the message he received a month later.A ship with the same appearance as the Revenge plundered wantonly on the calmer seas south of the Six Duchies, causing great pain to the merchants of Bincheng and Chas, and this is almost what was reported back to Buckkeep The only news about the captain, crew and ship.Some put the blame on the Outislanders among the battleship's crew, but there were as many good Six Duchies crews as there were Outislanders, and the captain himself was a well-educated Buckkeep resident.This was a blow to Verity's own pride and leadership, and some believe that since then he has decided to sacrifice himself in search of a final solution.

I think the Fool encouraged her to do so.He did spend a lot of time with Kettricken in the garden at the top of the Beacon Tower, and he admired all the hard work she had done to restore the garden, and sincere praise always won many kind responses.As the summer drew to a close, the Fool's jokes not only made her and the ladies laugh, but he persuaded her to visit the King often in his chambers.Kettricken's status as princess protected her from Wallace's emotional intrusion, and she herself took on the great responsibility of concocting the king's spirit-boosting tonic. For a while, the king really took care of her Restore your vitality.

Personally, I think it was the Fool who decided to use her to accomplish what he couldn't keep nagging Verity from me! She first mentioned it to me one cold autumn night.I was at the top of the Beacon Tower helping her tie hay to the weaker plants to strengthen them against the winter snow.It was something Patience had confessed, and she and Lacey were doing the same thing in a sheltered plant bed behind me.She became Queen Kettricken's gardening advisor, albeit a very timid one.Little Rosemary was also on hand to bring me the twine we needed.Two or three other ladies, wrapped in warm clothes, whispered to each other across the garden; when Kettricken caught others shaking and blowing on their fingers, she sent them back inside to the warm fire.My bare hands and ears were freezing from the snow, but Kettricken seemed content.Verity was comfortably in my head, too.When he knew that I was going to hunt down the forged person alone again, he insisted that I take him along.Now I hardly ever feel that he is inside of me anymore.But when Kettricken, tying knots in the bundle of plants I was holding, asked me about the Elderlings, I believed I sensed his surprise.

"I don't know much, my queen," I answered truthfully, promising myself once again that I would find time to study these long-neglected tablets and scrolls. "Why didn't you know more?" she asked. "Well, there are actually very few records about them, and I believe this is because there was a time when knowledge of them was so widespread that it didn't need to be written down; It's all over the place, not all in one place. Probably only a scholar can track down all the remaining records..." "A scholar like the Fool?" she asked bitterly. "He seems to know more than anyone I've ever asked."

"Well, he likes to read, you know that, but..." "Let's stop talking about the Fool, I want to talk to you about the ancient spirits," she said suddenly. Her tone surprised me, and I saw her staring at the distant sea again with gray eyes.She didn't blame me or mean to be rude, she just wanted to achieve her own goals.I can't help thinking that in the months I've been away from Buckkeep, she's grown more sure of herself, and more queenlike. "I know a thing or two." I said hesitantly. "Me too. Let's see if what we know matches. Let me go first."

"As you wish, my queen." She cleared her throat. "A long time ago, King Wisdom was besieged by robbers from the sea. He was afraid that the six duchies and the Zhanyuan family would be destroyed in the sunny summer of the next year, but when he couldn't think of any other way, he decided to spend a whole Winter time seeks out a fabled people, the ancient spirits. Do what we know of each other echo?" "Mostly. As far as I know, the legends don't regard them as a nation, but as gods. The people of the Six Principalities always believe that Wisdom is a religious fanatic, almost a lunatic, so they pay attention to these things .”

"A man of passion and foresight is often regarded as a madman," she told me calmly. "He left his castle in a certain autumn, knowing only that the ancient spirit lived in the Rain Field behind the highest peak in the Kingdom of Mountains; but At last he found them and won their support. He returned to Buckkeep, and then joined forces with the old spirits to drive the robbers and invaders from the shores of the six duchies, and to restore peace and commerce. Swear to him that if their assistance is ever needed again, they will come back here. Speaking of which, does what we know of each other still echo?"

"It's the same as before, mostly. I've heard many bards say that things end like standard adventure stories of heroes and knights. And they always promise that if their assistance is needed in the future, they will do it." would return here; some of the Old Ones even swore they would rise from the dead if necessary." "Actually," Patience interrupted suddenly, standing up staggeringly, "Wisdom didn't return to Buckkeep himself, so Gu Ling came to find his daughter, Princess Liuxin, which means she is the one they provided. object of assistance."

"How did you hear about this?" Kettricken asked. Patience shrugged. "One of my father's old minstrels used to sing that," she said casually, and went back to tying the straw-wrapped plants with twine. Kettricken thought for a moment.The wind blew away a lock of her long hair, and the strands spread like a net over her face.Then she looked at me through the pale web. "The part of the story about them coming back is probably not that important. If there was a king who sought them out and they did help, you would think that if another king or queen went to beg them, they would help too. ?”

"Perhaps!" I said grudgingly, wondering secretly if the queen was so homesick that she made up an excuse to go back and see.And people were already talking about how she wasn't pregnant yet.Furthermore, even though there are many ladies accompanying her now, there is no one she is particularly sympathetic to and who can be called a friend.She's so lonely, I guess. "I think..." I began softly, pausing for a moment to think of a reason to dissuade her.