Chapter 163 Chapter 163 This is wolf humor

I wandered out for a while and looked back to see if anyone was following me.Kettricken should be resting, and I don't think I can stand Patience's nagging, or what she's just learned.If the Fool was in his own room, it meant he didn't want company; if he was somewhere else, I don't know where.Men from the outback had invaded Buckkeep like a plague, like fleas on sick dogs.I wandered into the kitchen to steal some gingerbread, then wandered sullenly, trying not to think and act aimless, while walking back to the hut where I used to hide Nighteyes.The house is empty now, and it is very desolate inside and out.Nighteyes hadn't been hiding here for a long time, and chose his preferred wooded hills, just behind Buckkeep.But in a short while I saw its shadow pass the threshold, and enter the house through the open door.

Perhaps the most reassuring thing about Wit connection is that it never needs to be explained.I didn't have to recount the events of the previous day to it, or find words to describe what it was like to watch Molly go away, and it didn't ask me questions or talk to me with compassion.Human affairs mean little to it, it only acts on the intensity of my feelings without asking why.I saw him come and sit with me on the dirty floor, and let me put one hand around him, and I put my face on his neck hair. Groups of humans are really useless!After a while it said so to me.How can you still hunt together when you're all running in different directions?

I didn't answer this question simply because I don't know the answer and it doesn't expect to be answered. It leaned over and gnawed at the itchy spot on its front foot, then sat up and shook its whole body, and then asked, what would you do for your partner now? Not all wolves have mates. There are leaders, otherwise how will the wolf pack reproduce? My leader has a partner and she is pregnant.Maybe the wolves are right, but humans need to pay more attention.Maybe only the leader needs a mate, which was a decision Heart of the Pack made years ago, which meant he couldn't have both a mate and a leader to whom he was devoted.

That guy is more like a wolf, but he just won't admit it to anyone.It pauses.gingerbread? I gave it to it, only to see it devouring it greedily before my eyes. I miss your dreams at night. This is not my dream, but my life.I welcome you any time, as long as the heart of the herd is not angry with us.It is better to share life together.I paused.You might rather share a woman's life. My weakness is being too eager. It blinked its deep eyes.You love too many people, and my life is much simpler. It only loves me. You're right, and my only problem is knowing that you can never believe that's the way it is.

I sighed heavily.Nighteyes sneezed suddenly, then shook his whole body.I don't like this mouse dust, but before I go, can you scratch my ears with your deft hands.If I scratch it myself, it's really hard not to leave claw marks. So I scratched his ears, down his throat, and the back of his neck until he fell on his side like a puppy. "Hound." I told it affectionately. That humiliation will cost you.It turned over and stood up, bit my hand hard through my sleeve, and then flew out the door and disappeared without a trace.I rolled up my sleeves and inspected the deep white tooth marks on the flesh, but it wasn't really bleeding.This is wolf humor.

The short winter days are over.I went back to the castle and forced myself into the kitchen and let the cook tell me all the gossip.She fed me a heap of plum cakes and mutton while she told me about the possible miscarriage of the queen and how the group had hacked open the outer door of the king's bedroom with an ax after one of the king's bodyguards died of a stroke. "They also hacked through the second door. Prince Regal was very worried from the beginning to the end, and he kept urging them to move quickly, because he was afraid that something would happen to the king. However, when they entered the door, the king was not knocked on the door deafeningly He was woken up by the sound and fell asleep like a baby, and they couldn't wake him up, let alone explain to him why they had to open the door."

"Interesting," I agreed, and she continued with other, less relevant gossip about the castle.Most of these rumors, I found, revolved around who would and who would not be on the list to move to Commercial Beach, and the cook would move there because her gooseberry tarts and mille-feuilles were so delicious.She didn't know who would take over as cook here, but it would undoubtedly be one of the guards.Regal let her take all the best pots, and she was grateful for that, but what she missed most was the fireplace on the west side, because it had just the right ventilation and the meat rack was just the right height, which she used. Best fireplace ever.I listened to her babble, tried to think only of what she had to say, and expressed interest in the details of her life that mattered most to her.I found out that the queen's bodyguard will remain at Buckkeep, and a few still wear the uniform of the king's bodyguard.They all looked downcast since they had lost their privileges of the king's chambers, but Regal insisted that they must stay, so that Buckkeep would remain royal.Rosemary and her mother would leave too, and it wouldn't be surprising to know who they were serving, but neither Federen nor Fangrun would.In this way, she will miss Fang Run's singing very much, but she may soon get used to the tremolo singing of inland singers.

It didn't occur to her to ask if I would leave too. As I went upstairs to my room, I tried to imagine what Buckkeep would become.The main table will be empty during the meal, and the food served will be the march meal most familiar to army cooks, as long as there is food left to cook.I think we'll eat a lot of wild game and seaweed before the spring, and that doesn't bother me, but for Patience and Lacey.I'm used to shabby rooms and simple food, but they are not, but at least Fangrun will stay here and sing, as long as his sentimental personality doesn't let him fall into the abyss of abandoned misery.Federon had few children to teach, so perhaps he could accompany Patience in his research on how to make paper.I mustered up the courage to try to paint a future for you.

"Where have you been, little bastard?" Duan Ning suddenly came out of a door, she wanted to see me frightened, but my original wisdom had long been alerted that there was someone there, so I made myself appear indifferent. "Go away!" "You smell like a dog." "At least I was with the dogs before. But the rest of our dogs are locked in the stables. There should be no dogs running around outside!" She immediately sensed the humiliation in my polite answer. "You smell like a dog, because you're just like a dog, Beast Wizard." I could hardly resist the desire to "greeting" to her mother.But I did suddenly think of her mother. "Remember when we first learned to write and your mother always made you wear a black smock because you would spill ink all over your clothes?"

She stared at me with a sullen face, chewing the comment carefully in her mind, trying to find the humiliation, contempt or paradox. "So what?" She finally asked unwillingly.