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t once while Hands and I sat our weary horses at the edge of the hubbub。 The sergeant； one Blade； finally shouted them to silence； mostly so he could speak his own ments easily。 〃We hadn't looked for you until spring； man；〃 the burly old soldier declared。 〃And even then； we was told you might not be the man that left here。 But you look good； you do。 A bit cold； and outlandishly dressed； and another scar or two； but yourself for all that。 Word was that you was hurt bad； and the Bastard like to die。 Plague or poison； the rumors was。〃
Burrich laughed and held out his arms that all might admire his Mountain garb。 For a moment I saw Burrich as they must have seen him； his purple…and…yellow quilted trousers and smock and buskins。 I no longer wondered at how we had been challenged at the gate。 But I did wonder at the rumors。
〃Who said the Bastard would die？〃 I demanded curiously。
〃Who's asking？〃 Blade demanded in return。 He glanced over my garments； looked me in the eye； and knew me not。 But as I sat up straighter on my horse； he gave a start。 To this day； I believe he knew Sooty and that was how he recognized me。 He did not cover his shock。
〃Fitz？ There's hardly half of you left！ You look like you've had the Blood Plague。〃 It was my first inkling of just how bad I looked to those who knew me。
〃Who said I had been poisoned； or afflicted with plague？〃 I repeated the question quietly。
Blade flinched and glanced back over his shoulder。 〃Oh； no one。 Well； no one in particular。 You know how it is。 When you didn't e back with the others； well； some supposed this and some that； and pretty soon it was almost like we knew it。 Rumors； guardroom talk。 Soldiers gossip。 We wondered why you didn't e back； that was all。 No one believed anything that was said。 We spread too many rumors ourselves to give gossip any credence。 We just wondered why you and Burrich and Hands hadn't e back。〃
He finally realized he was repeating himself and fell silent before my stare。 I let the silence stretch long enough to make it plain that I didn't intend to answer this question。 Then I shrugged it away。 〃No harm done； Blade。 But you can tell them all the Bastard isn't done for yet。 Plagues or poisons； you should have known Burrich would physick me through it。 I'm alive and well； I just look like a corpse。〃
〃Oh； Fitz； lad； I didn't mean it that way。 It's just that…〃
〃I said； no harm done； Blade。 Let it go。〃
〃Good enough； sir；〃 he replied。
I nodded； and looked at Burrich to find him regarding me strangely。 When I turned to exchange a puzzled glance with Hands； I met the same startlement on his face。 I could not guess the reason。
〃Well； good night to you； Sergeant。 Don't chide your man with the pike。 He did well to stop strangers at Buckkeep's gate。〃
〃Yes； sir。 Good night； sir。〃 Blade gave me a rusty salute and the great wooden gates swung wide before us as we entered the keep。 Sooty lifted her head and some of the weariness fell from her。 Behind me； Hands's horse whinnied softly and Burrich's snorted。 Never before had the road from the keep wall to the stables seemed so long。 As Hands dismounted； Burrich caught me by the sleeve and held me back。 Hands greeted the drowsy stable boy who appeared to light our way。
〃We've been some time in the Mountain Kingdom； Fitz；〃 Burrich cautioned me in a low voice。 〃Up there； no one cares what side of the sheets you were born on。 But we're home now。 Here； Chivalry's son is not a Prince； but a bastard。〃
〃I know that。〃 I was stung by his directness。 〃I've known it all my life。 Lived it all my life。〃
〃You have；〃 he conceded。 A strange look stole over his face； a smile half…incredulous and half…proud。 〃So why are you demanding reports of the sergeant； and giving out mendations as briskly as if you were Chivalry himself？ I scarce believed it； how you spoke； and how those men came to heel。 You didn't even take notice of how they responded to you； you didn't even realize you'd stepped up and taken mand away from me。〃
I felt a slow flush creep up my face。 All in the Mountain Kingdom had treated me as if I were a Prince in fact； instead of a Prince's bastard。 Had I so quickly accustomed myself to that higher station？
Burrich chuckled at my expression； then quickly grew sober。 〃Fitz； you need to find your caution again。 Keep your eyes down and don't carry your head like a young stallion。 Regal will take it as a challenge； and that's something we aren't ready to face。 Not yet。 Maybe not ever。〃
I nodded grimly； my eyes on the churned snow of the stable yard。 I had bee careless。 When I reported to Chade； the old assassin would not be pleased with his apprentice。 I would have to answer for it。 I had no doubt that he would know all about the incident at the gate before he next summoned me。
〃Don't be a sluggard。 Get down； boy。〃 Burrich interrupted my musings abruptly。 I jumped to his tone and realized that he； too； was having to readjust to our parative positions at Buckkeep。 How many years had I been his stable boy and ward？ Best that we resume those roles as closely as possible。 It would save kitchen gossip。 I dismounted and； leading Sooty； followed Burrich into his stables。
Inside it was warm and close。 The blackness and cold of the winter night were shut outside the thick stone walls。 Here was home； the lanterns shone yellow and the stalled horses breathed slow and deep。 But as Burrich passed； the stables came to life。 Not a horse or a dog in the whole place didn't catch his scent and rouse to give greeting。 The stablemaster was home； and he was greeted warmly by those who knew him best。 Two stable boys soon trailed after us； rattling off simultaneously every bit of news concerning hawk or hound or horse； Burrich was in full mand here； nodding sagely and asking a terse question or two as he absorbed every detail。 His reserve only broke when his old bitch hound Vixen came walking stiff to greet him。 He went down on one knee to hug and thump her and she wiggled puppyishly and tried to lick his face。 〃Now； here's a real dog；〃 he greeted her。 Then he stood again； to continue his round。 She followed him； hindquarters wobbling with every wag of her tail。
I lagged behind； the warmth robbing the strength from my limbs。 One boy came hurrying back to leave a lamp with me； and then hastened away to pay court to Burrich。 I came to Sooty's stall and unlatched the door。 She entered eagerly； snorting her appreciation。 I set my light on its shelf and looked about me。 Home。 This was home； more than my chamber up in the castle； more than anywhere else in the world。 A stall in Burrich's stable； safe in his domain； one of his creatures。 If only I could turn back the days； and burrow into the deep straw and drag a horse blanket over my head。
Sooty snorted again； this time rebukingly。 She'd carried me all those days and ways； and deserved every fort I could give her。 But every buckle resisted my numbed and weary fingers。 I dragged the saddle down from her back and very nearly dropped it。 I fumbled at her bridle endlessly； the bright metal of the buckles dancing before my eyes。 Finally I clo