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Naked Empire :: Goodkind Terry
Страница: 468 из 495As she watched along with Nicholas, she was suffering seeingthe agony of it as Richard Rahl walked back into his camp.
Nicholas savored her distress. He had not yet begun to make her suffer.
He would soon have a very long time with her to explore her capacity for suffering.
The people there in the woods around the campfire looked up, curious as their master returned among them. They all waited, with Nicholas, watching, with Nicholas, as their Lord Rahl stood over them. His figure wavered in the fire, as it did in Nicholas's vision. It was almost as if he were already but a spirit, about to drift away into the glorious oblivion of the dead.
"I've figured it out," Lord Rahl told them. "I know how to attack the fortification."
Nicholas's ears pricked up. What was this?
"At first light we go in," Lord Rahl said. "Just as the sun breaks over the mountains. Right then, on the east side, we'll come in over the wall.
The guards won't be able to see well because the sun will be in their eyes when they look in that direction. Men don't look where it's troublesome to look."
"I like it," one of the other men said.
"So we will sneak in, then, rather than try to attack," another said.
"Oh, no, there will be an attack," Lord Rahl said. "A big attack. An attack that will set their heads to spinning."
What was this? What was this? Nicholas watched, watched, watched. This was most curious. First Lord Rahl was going to sneak over the wall, and then he would have his men attack? How was he going to set their heads to spinning? Nicholas was fascinated.
He moved in a little closer, fearing to miss a precious word.
"The attack will involve all the rest of you men," Lord Rahl said. "You will all come in toward the gate at first light. While you're attacking through the gate and drawing their attention, I will be slipping over the wall. While you will be there to distract them, in part, you will play an even more vital role that they will never expect."
The game was afoot. Nicholas was in rapture as he listened, as he watched. He so liked the game-especially when he knew all the rules, and could bend them to his wishes. It was going to be a glorious day, tomorrow.
"But, Lord Rahl," the big man, Tom, asked, "how are we going to be able to attack through the gate if it's as formidable as you say?"
Nicholas hadn't thought of that. How curious. A key part of Lord Rahl's plan seemed to be faulty.
"That's the real trick," Lord Rahl said. "I've already figured it out and you'll be amazed to hear how you're going to do it.
Nicholas savored her distress. He had not yet begun to make her suffer.
He would soon have a very long time with her to explore her capacity for suffering.
The people there in the woods around the campfire looked up, curious as their master returned among them. They all waited, with Nicholas, watching, with Nicholas, as their Lord Rahl stood over them. His figure wavered in the fire, as it did in Nicholas's vision. It was almost as if he were already but a spirit, about to drift away into the glorious oblivion of the dead.
"I've figured it out," Lord Rahl told them. "I know how to attack the fortification."
Nicholas's ears pricked up. What was this?
"At first light we go in," Lord Rahl said. "Just as the sun breaks over the mountains. Right then, on the east side, we'll come in over the wall.
The guards won't be able to see well because the sun will be in their eyes when they look in that direction. Men don't look where it's troublesome to look."
"I like it," one of the other men said.
"So we will sneak in, then, rather than try to attack," another said.
"Oh, no, there will be an attack," Lord Rahl said. "A big attack. An attack that will set their heads to spinning."
What was this? What was this? Nicholas watched, watched, watched. This was most curious. First Lord Rahl was going to sneak over the wall, and then he would have his men attack? How was he going to set their heads to spinning? Nicholas was fascinated.
He moved in a little closer, fearing to miss a precious word.
"The attack will involve all the rest of you men," Lord Rahl said. "You will all come in toward the gate at first light. While you're attacking through the gate and drawing their attention, I will be slipping over the wall. While you will be there to distract them, in part, you will play an even more vital role that they will never expect."
The game was afoot. Nicholas was in rapture as he listened, as he watched. He so liked the game-especially when he knew all the rules, and could bend them to his wishes. It was going to be a glorious day, tomorrow.
"But, Lord Rahl," the big man, Tom, asked, "how are we going to be able to attack through the gate if it's as formidable as you say?"
Nicholas hadn't thought of that. How curious. A key part of Lord Rahl's plan seemed to be faulty.
"That's the real trick," Lord Rahl said. "I've already figured it out and you'll be amazed to hear how you're going to do it.