Chapter 184 Chapter 184 Do things the wolf way

The torch left by Regal made the shadow of the iron bar dance.For a while I looked at the shadows without a thought, without hope, and the knowledge that I was dying was numbing me.I gradually regained my sanity, but I still couldn't figure it out.Is this what Chade has been trying to tell me?She didn't ride a horse; what did Regal know about horses?Does he know the destination?How did Burrich evade detection?Did he escape?Is it possible that I will meet him in the torture chamber?Does Regal think Patience has something to do with the escape plan?Would he still be willing to abandon her here if he thought he had, or take more direct revenge?

When they come for me, am I going to fight? No.I will die generously.No, I'm going to kill as many of his outback dogs as possible with my bare hands.No, I'll go quietly out to raid Regal, knowing he'll be there to watch me die.So what about the promise I made to Shrewd not to kill his own flesh and blood?This doesn't bind me anymore, does it?No one can save me, so stop wondering if Chade will make a move, or if Patience will figure it out.After Emperor Zun tortured me to extract a confession... would he let me live until the moment when I was hanged for public display?Of course he would, why not enjoy the fun?Will Patience come and watch me die?I hope not, maybe Lacey will stop her.I sacrificed my life and gained nothing, but at least I killed Duanning and Zegu.Is it all worth it?Has my queen escaped?Or hidden somewhere in the castle walls?Is that what Chade was trying to tell me?No.My heart was bouncing up and down between thoughts, like a mouse in a rain bucket.I longed to talk to someone, anyone, and at the same time forced myself to be calm and rational, and finally I remembered.night eye.Nighteyes had said it led them to rendezvous with Burrich.

my brother?I look for Nighteyes. I am here, I have always been here. Tell me about that night. which night? It was the night you took the people from the castle to meet Heart of the Pack. Oh.I feel like it's struggling to think.It does things in the way of wolves, and doesn't need to worry about what it has done. At most, it can plan until the next hunt. It hardly remembers what happened a month or a year ago, unless it is directly related to its own survival.So it remembers which cage I rescued it from, but not where it hunted four nights before.It remembered the general things: a well-traveled rabbit-hunting trail and an unfrozen spring, but could never remember how many rabbits it had killed three days earlier.

I hold my breath, hoping it will give me hope. I lead them to meet up with Heart of the Pack, and I wish you were there.I have a porcupine quill on my lip that I can't get out with my claws, it hurts so much. how did you get itEven in the midst of otherwise chaotic events, I couldn't help but smile.Even though it knew it shouldn't, it couldn't resist the fat, shambling animal. Not funny at all. I know.Really, it's really not funny.A barbed thorn will only go deeper, festering and festering along the way, and the damage will be so severe that it will not be able to hunt.I shifted my attention to its problems and solved its problems so that it would not distract.Heart of the Pack will pull the thorn out for you, if you ask him well.You can trust him.

He pushed me away when I spoke to him.But he spoke to me. Does he have it? It slowly organizes its thoughts.When I led them to meet him that night, he told me, "Bring them here, not to some dog or fox." Describe where you go. It was harder for him, but he still tried to think of the empty roadside in the snow, except for Burrich riding Red and leading Soot.From its thoughts, I glimpsed a woman and the tasteless.It remembered Chade quite well, mainly because he threw it a fat beef bone when he left. Are they talking to each other? Talked too much and they were yelling at each other as I left.

I've tried my best, but that's all it can tell me.From these accounts alone, I knew that there had been a major shift in plans at the last minute.Strange, I would have given up my life for Kettricken, but in the end I wasn't sure how I should feel about giving up my mount.Then it occurred to me that I might never be able to ride a horse again, except for the one that carried me to the tree where I was hanged.At least Soot is gone with the people I care about, and Hong'er.Why these two horses?And only two horses?Couldn't Burrich get the other horses out of the stable?So he didn't follow?This thorn hurts me so much.Nighteyes reminded me.Too painful to eat.

I wish I could go over and help you, but I can't.You must ask Heart of the Pack for help. Can't you ask him?He won't push you away. I smiled to myself.He pushed me away once, and that was enough; I learned my lesson.But if you go to him for help, he won't resist you. Can't you ask him to help me? I can't talk to him the way we talk, and he's too far away for me to shout at him. Well, I'll give it a try.Nighteyes said suspiciously. I let it go.I wanted it to understand my current situation, but decided not to.There will be nothing that can be done, and it will only make it more painful.Nighteyes would tell Burrich I wanted him to go, and Burrich would know I was alive; that was enough for him to know.

A long, slow time passed.I count time from various small places.The torches Regal had left behind went out, the guards changed, and then someone put food and water in my door, but I didn't ask for those things.I wondered if that meant I hadn't eaten in ages.Then the guards changed again.It was a noisy pair of guards, a man and a woman, but they were talking in whispers, and all I could hear were murmuring tones.I'm guessing the two were lewdly flirting before the conversation was interrupted by someone approaching. The friendly chatter suddenly ceased, and became a low, courteous tone.My stomach churned coldly.Then I stood up quietly and sneaked to the door, looking through the cell door to the guard post.

He came into the hallway as silently as a shadow, but instead of sneaking in, he blended into everything around him and didn't have to worry about whether he looked sneaky or not.This was a use of the Skill that I had never seen before.And I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end when I saw Will standing outside my door and looking at me.He didn't speak and I didn't dare to, even looking at him would make me overreveal, but I didn't dare to look away either.The Skill shone around him like a halo of alertness, and I curled up tighter and tighter inside, pulling back all feelings and thoughts, building up my defenses as quickly as I could; Knowing that even those walls of defense would allow him to fully understand me, that my self-defense was even a way for this guy to read me.Even though my mouth was dry with fear, a question came to mind.Where did he go before?Is there anything important enough for the Regal faction to take care of instead of keeping him here to secure the throne?