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no men beat us。 Together； we knew the fullness of our freedom。 We went to where the spring welled up so strongly it almost never froze； and lapped the icy water。 Nighteyes shook ourselves all over； then took a deep snuff of the air。
Morning es。
I know。 I do not wish to think of it。 Morning； when dreams must end and reality be endured。
You must e with me。
Nighteyes； I am already with you。
No。 You must e with me； all the way。 You must let go。
So he had told me； at least twenty times already。 I could not mistake the urgency of his thoughts。 His insistence was plain； and his single…mindedness amazed me。 It was not like Nighteyes to cling so firmly to an idea that had nothing to do with food。 This was a thing he and Burrich had decided。 I must go with him。
I could not fathom what he wanted me to do。
Over and over； I had explained to him that I was trapped； my body in a cage； just as he had once been trapped in a cage。 My mind could go with him； for a time at least； but I could not go with him as he urged me to。 Each time he told me that he understood that； but I was not understanding him。 And now we were back to it again。
I sensed him attempting patience。 You must e with me； now。 All the way。 Before they e to wake you。
I cannot。 My body is locked in a cage。
Leave it！ he said savagely。 Let go！
What？
Leave it； let go of it； e with me。
You mean； die？ Eat the poison？
Only if you have to。 But do it now； quickly； before they can hurt you more。 Leave it and e with me。 Let go of it。 You did it once before。 Remember？
The effort of making sense of his words was making me aware of our bond。 The pain of my own racked body broke through to haunt me。 Somewhere I was stiff with the cold； and aching with pain。 Somewhere； every breath brought an answering twinge from my ribs。 I scrabbled away from that； back to the wolf's strong sound body。
That's right； that's right。 Just leave it。 Now。 Let go of it。 Just let go。
I knew abruptly what he wanted me to do。 I did not know quite how to do it； and I was not sure that I could。 Once； yes； I remembered that I had let go of my body and left it in his care。 Only to awaken hours later beside Molly。 But I was not sure how I had done it。 And it had been different。 I had left the wolf to guard me； when I had gone wherever I had gone。 This time he wanted me to just break my consciousness free from my body。 To willingly let go the tie that bound mind to flesh。 Even if I could discover how to do it； I did not know if I had the will to do it。
Just lie down and die； Burrich had told me。
Yes。 That's right。 Die if you must； but e with me。
I made an abrupt decision。 Trust。 Trust Burrich； trust the wolf。 What did I have to lose？
I drew a deep breath； poised inside myself as for a dive into cold water。
No。 No； just let go。
I am。 I am。 I groped about inside myself； looking for whatever bound me to my body。 I slowed my breathing； I willed my heart to beat more slowly。 I refused the sensations of pain； of cold； of stiffness。 I sank away from all of it； deep into myself。
No！ No！ Nighteyes howled in desperation。 To me！ e to me； let go of that； e to me！
But there was the scuff of footsteps； and the mutter of voices。 A shudder of fear went through me； and despite myself； I cowered deeper into Brawndy's cloak。 One eye would open a bit。 It showed me the same dimly lit cell； the same tiny barred window。 There was a deep cold pain inside me； something more insidious than hunger。 They had broken no bones； but inside me； something was torn。 I knew it。
You are back in the cage！ Nighteyes cried。 Leave it！ Leave your body and e to me！
It's too late； I whispered。 Run away； run away。 Don't share this。
Are we not pack？ Desperation as throbbing as a wolf's drawn…out howl。
They were at my door； it was swinging open。 Fear seized me in its jaws and shook me。 Almost I lifted my cuff to my mouth and chewed the pellet from my sleeve right then。 Instead； I gripped the tiny paper packet in my fist and made a determined resolution to forget about it。
The same man with the torch； the same two guards。 The same mand。 〃You。 On your feet。〃
I pushed Brawndy's cloak aside。 One of the guards was still human enough to pale at what he saw。 The other two were stolid。 And when I could not move swiftly enough to suit them； one seized me by the arm and jerked me to my feet。 I cried out wordlessly with pain； I could not help it。 And that response set me to trembling with fear。 If I could not keep from crying out； how could I hold my defenses against Will？
They took me from my cell and down the hall。 I do not say I walked。 All my bruises had stiffened in the night。 The beating had reopened the sword cuts on my right forearm and on my thigh。 Those pains； too； had been renewed。 Pain was like air now； I moved through it； I breathed it in and out of myself。 In the center of the guardroom； one shoved me and I fell。 I lay on the floor on my side。 I saw no point to struggling to sit up； I had no dignity to save。 Better that they thought I could not stand。 While I could； I would be still and marshall whatever strength I could still call my own。 Slowly； laboriously； I cleared myself and began to set the guards on my mind。 Over and over； through the pain haze； I went over the Skill walls I had erected； strengthening them； sealing myself away behind them。 The walls of my mind were what I must guard； not the flesh of my body。 Around me in the room； men lined the walls。 They shuffled； and spoke quietly among themselves； waiting。 I scarcely noticed them。 My world was my walls and my pain。
There was the creak and draft of an opened door。 Regal came in。 Will walked behind him； carelessly radiating Skill strength。 I was aware of him as I had never before been aware of a man。 Even without sight； I could sense him； the shape of him； the heat of the Skill that burned inside him。 He was dangerous。 Regal supposed he was only a tool。 I dared a tiny satisfaction in knowing Regal did not know the perils of such a tool as Will。
Regal took his chair。 Someone brought a small table for him。 I heard a bottle opened； then smelled wine as it was poured。 The pain had tuned my senses to an unbearable keenness。 I listened to Regal drink。 I refused to acknowledge how much I longed for it。
〃Dear me。 Look at him。 Do you suppose we have gone too far； Will？〃 Something in the arch amusement in Regal's voice informed me that he had taken more than wine today。 Smoke； perhaps？ So early？ The wolf had said dawn。 Regal would never be up at dawn 。。。 something was wrong with my time sense。
Will walked slowly toward me； stood over me。 I did not try to move to see his face。 I gripped my tiny store of strength firmly。 He nudged me sharply with his foot and I gasped despite myself。 At almost the same instant he slammed his Skill strength against me。 There； at least； I held firm。 Will took a short breath through his nose； snorted it out。 He walked back to Regal。
〃Your Majesty。 You've done almost as much as you can to his bo