"Nancy Springer - Isle 05 - The Golden Swan" - читать интересную книгу автора (Springer Nancy)

How did he know what I was feeling, the fear, the pain? But of course he would. He was wise. With
some small surprise I saw that he was weeping too. Somehow his tears strengthened me. I straightened,
looking for the youth I had found by the sea. The men had already brought him up beside us.

"It ishe ," Trevyn breathed. "The oneтАФ"

We saw in Ylim's web. I know.

Trevyn reached over and felt at him, checking his breathing and pulse.

"He's more than half dead," one of the men said.

"Cover him warmly and get him in all haste to Nemeton. There are doctors there." Trevyn fastened his
cloak around me and stood up, helping me up as well, supporting me.

"You are as tall as I," he marveled.

It was true. We were two youths. He was twenty, and I looked about the sameтАФwe might have been
brothers or comrades. But I might as well have been a child just then.

Ithurts, I whimpered, meaning my legs and everything

in general. The sounds that left my mouth were mere noises, but Trevyn understood in much the same
way that he had always understood.

"I know," he said. "Or I can imagineтАж Perhaps I cannot. Try to rest as we ride."

He got me onto his horse, carrying me sideways hi the saddle before him. We cantered southward along
the shore toward the port city of Nemeton with the men taking turns carrying Frain. I settled into a time
of numb endurance measured out in the rhythm of the horses' hooves. A memory floated up from deep
mind. Trevyn had carried me like this before, but I had been very young then, still hi my first fur.

It was dusk before we made the castle. Frain was taken to a sickchamber amid a tumult of excitement
caused by our arrival. Trevyn sat me down in front of a blazing fire and saw to it himself that I ate. Then
he put me into the royal bed that the lord of that place had meant for him, and he rubbed my strange, stiff
limbs with his warm hands until I was able to sleep. It was the first time I had slept between sheets.
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He was sitting by my side when I awoke in the morning.

That one I found? I asked.

"Much the same." Trevyn reached out to touch me, awkwardly, for no reason. "Dair, why did you go
away?"

Ihad to. The call was on me .