"Dennis L. McKiernan - Hell's Crucible 2 - Into the Fire" - читать интересную книгу автора (McKiernan Dennis L)

"You understand the tongue he babbles?"
Bekki nodded. "It is Riamonian."
"What is he saying?"
Of a sudden Bekki's eyes softened, and he sighed sadly.
"What is it, Bekki?" asked Tip.
"He just now said her name."
"Whose name?"
"The corpse he holds: it is Lady Jolet, his daughter."
In that moment Beau came back into the rubble, his satchel of
medicks in hand. "Is he still under there? I need him here to treat him."
Bekki shook his head. "He is too fear-stricken and won come out."
"Then I'll go in," said Beau.
"Nay, Beau," said Loric. "Thou dost not know what h may do, for
his wits are gone."
Beau looked at Phais.
 "Hast thou aught to set madness aside?" she asked.
Beau shook his head.
"Then thou canst do no good, whereas in his state he may do great ill
to thee."
"Nevertheless . . ." said Beau.
Bekki ground his teeth and said, "Wait, I will try to ca him forth."
Bekki squatted and peered under the edge of the barge "Radca
Tain, wychodzic."
Lord Tain held the corpse and rocked and whispered on
"Radca Tain, proze wychodzic."
Still there was no response from Tain.
Bekki turned to Beau. "He does not know we are here.
"Then I'm going in," said Beau, and before anyone could stop him he
scrambled under the edge.
"Tipperton," snapped Bekki. "Set arrow to bow and hold against
Tain. If he makes an ill move, kill him."
"But I might hit Beau," protested Tip.
"Not so," said Phais, "for thine aim is true. And Bekki is right. Tis
better to slay a madman than to lose a friend."
Hastily Tip nocked an arrow and knelt and made ready should Lord
Tain try to do ill to Beau.
Bekki squatted at Tip's side.
Still Tain muttered on.
"What is he saying?"
Bekki took a deep breath. "Among his babblings he now speaks of a
Dragon, Sleeth, wreaking havoc."
"One of the renegades," whispered Phais.
"Now he tells that King Enrik is dead," continued Bekki, "killed by
Dragonfire."
Beau opened his medick bag and took out a small jar: a salve. He
applied it to the burn on Tain's forehead. The man did not note the
buccan's ministrations.
Still Bekki translated, sifting information from babble: "Again he says
Enrik is dead, but adds that Lady Jolet now bears Enrik's child in her
womb, a child who will be the one true heir."