"04.Prince of the Blood" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)

quarters. Let them rest and see they eat, then insure
that they are up and ready to see His Highness by
midafternoon."

William saluted and turned to watch as both Princes
tumbled to the canvas mat again. He shook his head.
This wasn't going to be a pretty sight.

Chapter Two

Accusation

The boy cried out.

Borric and Eriand watched from the window of their
parents' private chamber as Swordmaster Sheldon
pressed his attack on young Prince Nicholas. The boy
shouted again in eager excitement as he executed a
clever parry and counterthrust. The Swordmaster re-
treated.

Borric scratched at his cheek as he observed, "The
boy can scamper about, for certain." The angry bruise
from the morning's boxing practice was darkening.

Eriand agreed. "He's inherited Father's skills with a
blade. And he manages to do right well despite his bad
leg."

Borric and Eriand both turned as the door opened
and their mother entered. Anita waved her ladies in
waiting to the far corner of the room, where they com-
menced to discuss quietly whichever current piece of
gossip was judged most interesting. The Princess of
Krondor came to stand between her sons and peered
through the window as a joyous Nicholas was lured into
an overbalanced extension and found himself suddenly
disarmed.

"No, Nicky! You should have seen it coming," shouted
Eriand, though the glass window prevented his words
from reaching his younger brother.

Anita laughed. "He tries so hard."

Borric shrugged as they turned away. "Still, he does
well enough for a boy. Not much worse than when we
were his age."

Eriand agreed. "The monkey—"