Chapter 166 Chapter 166 Rebellion and Traitors

Prince Regal was the only surviving child of King Shrewd and Queen Lust.Some say the midwife never took good care of the queen or did everything she could to keep her baby alive; others say the anxious midwife gave the queen too many painkillers to spare her the excruciating pain of childbirth.However, only two stillborn fetuses remained in her womb for more than seven months. Most of the midwives also blamed the Queen's abuse of narcotic drugs, and she always wore a waist knife with the blade facing towards the queen. holding her belly, as this is known to be bad luck for pregnant women who give birth.

I can not sleep.Molly preoccupied me whenever I pushed away worries about King Shrewd.My mind wandered among these people, weaving a cloak of melancholy for myself, and I promised myself that once King Shrewd and Kettricken were out of danger, I would find a way to win Molly back, Win her back by the side of the one who took her.After I made such a decision, I turned over and stared at the darkness. When I got up, the night was still dark.I sneaked past the empty stables and sleeping animals, and went upstairs quietly to Burrich's room.He heard my footsteps and asked gently, "Are you sure you didn't have a nightmare?"

"If there is, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of this nightmare in my life." I pointed out calmly. "I'm starting to feel that way too." He agreed with me.We talked in the dark, he was still lying on the bed and I was sitting on the floor next to the bed talking to him.I won't bother Burrich to get up to light a fire or a candle, because I don't want anyone to suspect his sudden change of schedule. "If we want to complete all the tasks within two days as he said, it means that we have to do everything to perfection the first time, so I will come to you first. Can you do it?"

He was silent, and I couldn't see his face in the dark. "Three strong horses, a mule, a sedan chair, and the supplies for three people must not be discovered by anyone." There was another silence, "I can't let the king and queen ride like this." out the gates of Buckkeep." "You know that alder grove where that big dog, the fox, used to hide? Keep the horses there, and the king and Kettricken will meet you there." I added reluctantly, "The wolf will help They lead the way." "Must they know what you're doing like I do?" He was petrified by the thought.

"I'll use whatever resources I have. Besides, I don't have the same opinion as yours." "It's just a wolf that scratches, licks, rolls in dirt, goes berserk when the she-wolf is in heat, and only thinks about the next meal. How long did it take you to accept his values? So what are you like? thing?" "A guard?" I ventured. Despite his disapproval, Burrich chuckled. "I'm serious," he said later. "I value the king and the queen as much. We have to focus on how to get the job done, and I'm not willing to sacrifice myself to get the job done."

He was silent for a moment. "So I'm going to try to get four animals and a litter out of Buckkeep without anyone noticing?" I nodded in the dark, and asked him, "Can it be done?" He said grudgingly: "There are one or two stable hands that I trust, but I don't want others to do it. I don't want to see someone bragging about what I tell him to do. But I think it is possible to make these horses look like the ones that were used. Animals chained together to be sent upriver. But my lads ain't stupid; I won't let foolish boys work in the stables. They'll find out soon enough if word gets out that the king is gone."

"Find those who love the king." Burrich sighed. "There is still food. There is no way to bring enough food, only food like marching rations. So, should I prepare winter clothes too? " "No, just prepare your own. Kettricken will prepare, and Chade will help the king." "Chade. The name sounds familiar. I think I heard it a long time ago." "He should have died many years ago, and people could see him around the castle before that." "Live like a shadow all these years." He was surprised by this. "He's going to keep going like this."

"You don't have to worry about me betraying him." Burrich's tone sounded a little hurt. "I know. I just..." "I know, then, let's go! You've told me enough, I know what to do. I'll be waiting there with my horses and supplies. What time?" "At night, when the banquet is still going on. I don't know, I will find a way to inform you." He shrugged. "As soon as it gets dark I go over there and wait." "Thank you, Burrich." "He is my king, and she is my queen. I do my part, and I don't need you to thank me."

I left Burrich and tiptoed down the stairs.I walk in the shadows, stretching every sense, trying to make sure I'm not being watched.As soon as I was out of the stables, I walked briskly through the barns, pig pens, and poultry stalls, jumping from shadow to shadow, until I came to the cottage in the same place, and Nighteyes came running panting to meet him. I meet.what happened?Why did you call me over when I was hunting? I may need you when it gets dark tomorrow night.Can you stay here, without leaving the confines of the castle, and come when I am looking for you? certainly.But why did you bring me here to talk?You don't have to be so close to me for this little favor.

I squatted down in the snow and it came over and put its throat on my shoulder.I hugged it tightly. Silly boy, it said hoarsely.Let's go now, I will stay here forever, if you need me, you can come to me. Thank you. my brother. I tiptoed and hurried back to the castle, locked the door as soon as I was inside, and lay down on the bed.A sense of excitement rumbled through his body. I figured I couldn't really rest until all the tasks were done. I carried several scrolls of herbs in the morning and was admitted to the queen's chambers.Kettricken reclined on a chaise longue in front of the fireplace, looking like a lost wife and anxious new mother.I could see that she was exhausted, and that the fall was causing her unexpected pain.She only looked better than yesterday, but I greeted her warmly and explained each herb in detail, as if everyone in the room would benefit greatly.I succeeded in getting her ladies to leave because they were feeling bored, and she finally sent the remaining three ladies to bring tea and pillows, and to find another scroll about herbs in Verity's study. Rosemary had long since dozed off in a warm corner by the fireplace.When the rustle of skirts gradually moved away, I knew I was running out of time, so I hurriedly spoke out my plan.

"You'll be leaving tomorrow night after the crown prince's succession ceremony," I told her, before she could ask a question. "Put on warmly, and don't forget to bring warm clothes, but not too much. Try to get away from the banquet." Retire early in the morning, go to your bedroom alone, say that the ceremony and the sorrow in your heart have exhausted you. And send away the ladies who serve you, say that you must sleep well, and explain They, don't come back unless you tell me to. Lock the door. No, listen to me, there's not much time, and you've got to get ready to go, and stay in your room, and someone will come for you later. Trust the pock-marked man. The King will go with you. Believe me," I told her eagerly, and then I heard footsteps coming back into the room.