Chapter 105 Chapter 105 I Would Rather Walk With You

He stood up suddenly and walked quickly around the room, spiritual energy radiating from him like the heat of a fireplace. "A winter blizzard is about to hit the coast, maybe someday. If I make a quick start, I can make my way to the Kingdom of the Mountains in the next few days while the trails still go. I can get there fast... That's it, come back by spring and maybe bring back the aid we need." I was speechless, but what Kettricken said next was even scarier. "My lord, I didn't intend for you to go. You should stay here, and I will go. I know the mountains and I was born and bred there, and you may not be able to survive in that environment. So this matter should be me. Sacrifice sacrifice."

I was relieved to see that Verity lost her voice in astonishment as I did.Perhaps, hearing these words from her own mouth will let him understand how impossible the plan is.He shook his head slowly, held her hands and looked at her solemnly. "My princess," he sighed, "I must. It is I. I have let the Six Duchies down in every other way, and you too. When you came here to be queen, I didn't have the patience to hear you talk about sacrifice. I thought it was just a girl's overly idealized view, but I was wrong.We don't talk about sacrifice and sacrifice here, but we can feel it.I learned from my parents to always put the Six Duchies before the ego.I've tried to do that, but now it seems like I'm assigning others to perform these tasks on my behalf.It is absolutely true that I am sitting here passing on skills, and you also know the price I paid.I sent sailors and soldiers to die for the six duchies, and even my own nephew had to perform these cruel and bloody tasks in my place.Regardless of whom I make sacrifices, our coasts are still in danger.Now, we are in such a difficult situation, and there is only one last chance left, do I have to let my princess take risks? "

"Maybe..." Kettricken's voice was hoarse and hesitant. She looked down at the fire and suggested, "Maybe we can go together?" Verity was thinking, he was, and I could see that Kettricken understood that he was taking her request seriously. She smiled, but it faded when he shook his head slowly. "I can't take that risk," he said quietly. "There must be someone I trust to stay here. King Shrewd... my father, the dragon, is not well, and I worry about his health. If I stay away from here, and my father is seriously ill, someone must take my place. .”

She looks away. "I'd rather go with you," she said excitedly. I averted my eyes when he reached up and lifted her chin with his fingers, lifting her face and looking into her eyes. "I know." He said calmly, "That is the sacrifice I asked you to make, and when you wanted to leave, I let you stay here alone for the six principalities." Her excitement died away, and then she dropped her shoulders and bowed her head to follow his wishes.When Verity took her in my arms, I got up and took Rosemary away so they could be alone. While I was poring over scrolls and tablets that afternoon in my room, a page came to my door. "You are summoned to the king's quarters after supper." That was the only message he could tell me.I'm so upset because I've only been there two weeks ago and really don't want to face the king again.If his purpose of summoning me was just to reiterate that he wanted me to associate with Jiemin, I really didn't know what to do or how to say it, and I was afraid that I would lose control.I resolutely unfolded an ancient spirit scroll and tried to study it, but in vain.All I could see was Molly.

Since our afternoon at the beach, we've spent a few short evenings together, and Molly has refused to discuss Jamin with me any further.It was a relief in some ways, but she also stopped teasing me about what I was going to do when I actually became her husband, and what kind of kids we were going to have.She had so calmly given up any hope that we would ever get married that it almost drives me crazy to think about it.She doesn't argue with me because she knows I can't help it, and doesn't even ask what's going to happen between us.She, like Nighteyes, seemed to just be in the moment, thoroughly enjoying every intimate evening we had together, never asking if there would be another one.What I felt from her was not despair, but a sense of alienation: a determination not to let what we cannot have tomorrow deprive us of what we hold now.And I really don't deserve such a loyal heart to love me.

As I lay drowsy next to her in her bed, the scent of her body and herbs kept me safe and warm, and her inner strength protected us.She has neither the Skill nor the Wit, but possesses a more powerful form of magic, which she performs by sheer force of will alone.Every night when she locks the door behind me, I enter the space and time she created that belongs only to the two of us.I used to be overwhelmed by her blindly placing her happiness and joy in my hands, but now it's even worse because she believes that what she did to me will cost her dearly, yet still refuses to turn her back Me; and I don't have the responsibility to stay away from her and wish her a more pleasant life.In my loneliest moments, when I rode around the trails around Buckkeep with a saddlebag full of poisonous bread, I felt what a coward and worse than a thief.I told Verity that I couldn't draw strength from others to replenish my energy, and I wouldn't do it, but now I do that to Molly every day.At this moment, the ancient spirit's scroll fell from my loose hand, and I suddenly felt that my room was a suffocating place.I pushed aside the scroll and tablet I was trying to study, and went to Patience's chambers before supper.

It's been a while since I've visited Patience, and her living room still doesn't seem to have changed, except for the top pile that shows what she's currently passionate about.And this day is no exception.Bundles of herbs collected in autumn are hung upside down to dry in every corner of the room, and the whole room is filled with their aroma.As I jerk my head down to avoid the hanging leaves, I feel as if I'm walking on an upside-down prairie. "You hang this low," I complained to Patience when she came in. "No, you are too tall. Now stand up straight so I can take a good look at you."

I stood up straight as she told me, ignoring the bouquet of catnip perched on my head. "Very well. At least paddling around all summer keeps you in better health than the sick boy who came back to me last winter; They are already so tall, come and help me hang these up!" Taking my time, I tied the thread along the candlesticks, bedposts, and wherever it could be tied, and tied the bundles of herbs to it.She ushered me over to a chair to tie some bundles of impatiens, and asked, "Why don't you whine to me about how much you miss Molly?" "What good does that do me?" I calmed down for a while Ask her carefully, trying to make the tone sound resigned to fate.