"Nancy Springer - Isle 03 - The Sable Moon" - читать интересную книгу автора (Springer Nancy)

not take it the least bit amiss that Meg had found a prince in the Forest. And Brock, having had his say
and been ignored, led his guest to the cottage with dour courtesy.
The scones were very good. Trevyn sampled them that day and many a day to come. He stayed a
month at Lee, riding out nearly every day to see Megan. His motive was only



partly to gall Brock Woodsby. He would greet the goodman distantly, but he always met the girl with
honest delight. Meg chatted with him like a longtime friend, and she was full of questions.

"What's yer name mean, Trevyn?"

"Beloved trailer, or some such." The youth gestured impatiently. "It's just a baby name. I shall have a
sooth-name someday."

"Ay?" Meg wondered cheerfully. "How so?"

"That is as it comes," Trevyn countered. "What does your -name mean, Megan?"

"Not a thing." She grinned wickedly. "We're common folk here."

Trevyn almost flushed, feeling a hint of reproach, but Meg went on unconcernedly. "What brings ye to
Lee, Trevyn?"

He laughed. "Arundel! He brought me through the snow straight to the manor gates, and very surprised
Rafe was to see me! I would have perished in the storm if it weren't for him. He is a marvelous horse.
Twenty years ago he carried my uncle through far stranger perils in this same Great Forest and beyond."

Bemused, Meg let it pass that he had not really answered her question. "Then was yer uncle an outlaw
as well?"

"He joined with the outlaws of the southern Forest after they had saved his life. Arundel brought him to
them nearly dead from tortures in the Dark Tower of the evil kings."

Meg shuddered. "And he met yer father then?"

"A bit later. They did not know that they were brothers. Hal had been raised as King Iscovar's heir, but
really his father was the lord of Laueroc."

"Folk say that King Iscovar killed Leuin of Laueroc and the Queen."

"Ay, and he would have liked to bend my uncle to his will. Hal roamed the land constantly to elude him,
with my father as his blood brother and companion. Your lord Rafe was their friend, too, in those times;
they met him and Queen Rosemary at Celydon. And they traveled to the Northern Barrens, and into
Welas, the west land, and even to Veran's Mountain, where they met my kindred, the elves."



"Elves!" Megan bounced excitedly. "I thought that was justтАФsinging, y'know."