IT WAS CHILLY1 for a summer night in Bor俥. A breeze blew over the gardens. The lady Emilie huddled2 in her cloak. At her side was the jester, Norbert.
Emilie had tried to read her book of chansons de geste that night, but the pages turned emptily, her thoughts drifting into space like wisps of smoke. The rhymes of poets and the tales of imaginary heroes no longer captivated her. Her heart ached with a confusion she had never known before. It always came back to one thing. One face.
What is happening to me? she wondered.I feel I am going mad, Norbert had noticed it. The jester had knocked on her door earlier that night. I know laughter, my lady, and to know that, I must know melancholy3 too.
So you are a jester and now a physician too? She pretended to scold him.
It takes no physician to see what ails4 you, lady. You miss the lad, don't you?
With anyone else, she would have bitten her tongue. I do miss him, jester. I cannot lie.
The jester sat across from her. You're not alone. I miss him too.
This was something new for Emilie. She was used to feeling that men were like flies, nuisances, always buzzing around her, too concerned with their boasting and their deeds to be taken seriously. But this was different.How had it happened? She had only known Hugh for weeks. His life was a world apart from hers, yet she knew everything about him. Most likely, she would never see him again.
I feel I have sent him on this quest, she told Norbert. And now I wish I could bring him back.
You did not send him, lady. And with all respect, he is not yours to bring back.
No, Norbert was right. Hugh was not hers. She had only stumbled upon him.
So she huddled in the garden that night. She needed to feel the air on her face. Somehow, out here, under the same moon, she felt closer to him.I don't know if I will ever see you again ,Hugh De Luc. But I pray I do. Somehow , some way.
You risk a lot to have such feelings, Norbert said.
They are not planned. They just...are.
He took her hand. There was a moment between them, not as lady and servant but as friends. Emilie blushed, then smiled. It seems my heart is owned by jesters from all around.
Do not worry, my lady. Our Red is canny5 and resourceful. I taught him, you know. A chip off the old block. I'm sure he's fine. He'll find his wife.
A jester and a physician and now a seer too? She hugged the jester. Thank you, Norbert. Then she watched him go back inside.
It was late. The garden was still. She had promised the priest she would wake early for morning prayers.Be safe ,Hugh De Luc , she whispered, then turned back toward the castle.
She headed along the loggia above the gardens to the living quarters. Then, out of the night, voices came to her from below.
Who could be out here at this hour? Emilie hid behind a column and peered into the deep shadows below.
A man and a woman. Voices raised.
She strained to hear. This is not it, knight6, the woman said. This is not the treasure.
It was Anne. Out there in the dark with a man. He didn't look like a knight. More like a monk7. In robes. But with a sword.
Emilie thought she had stumbled across something she should not have seen. Anne was angry. She'd never heard her mistress's tone this hard.
You know what my husband wants, she said. Find it!
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adj.凉快的,寒冷的 | |
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n.忧郁,愁思;adj.令人感伤(沮丧)的,忧郁的 | |
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v.生病( ail的第三人称单数 );感到不舒服;处境困难;境况不佳 | |
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n.骑士,武士;爵士 | |
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n.和尚,僧侣,修道士 | |
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