In the Name of the King: A Dungeon Siege Tale Page #3

- No more risk than you.

- I have no choice. She's my wife.

- She's my sister.

All right, let's get to it.

Stay here. Go with the armies to Ehb.

You wanted the life

of a soldier, didn't you?

Nah. I didn't like the uniforms.

- Do you have a horse?

- A mare.

She's old, but still strong.

Old... but still strong.

You're in my way.

We have met before, have we not?

Tell me something nice.

Tell me how you love me.

you know.

- I'm Merick, the king's magus.

- I've heard of you.

Children's stories about magic.

Your king needs you.

Yeah, well, my son needed me.

I failed him.

Now my wife needs me, if she lives.

Does it occur to you, Farmer...

that there may be events

of greater importance...

than the loves and losses

of our particular lives?

No. Doesn't occur to me.

Try to stay alive, Farmer.

Your king needs you.

Far more than he understands.

How did you know about this bridge?

As a child I roamed around these parts.

It's how I spent my days.

- If we wind through the gorge we'll lose a day.

- What are you thinking?

We can cross it.

Let's take the gear off the horses.

What, do you mean

we're leaving 'em,just like that?

Are you afraid we're gonna

hurt their feelings?

- Go home! Hah!

- Hah!

- Hah!

- Get out of here.

Let's do it.

- All right, I'll go.

- You're a brave old guy.

I just don't want you weakening the rope

before I've had my turn.

- Come on!

- All right, let's go. Come on.

You were more concerned

about your horse.

My horse I like.

It's you I'm not so sure about.

Well, wait till you get to know me better.

That saved us a lot of time.

Oh!

- your majesty.

- Get on your feet, soldier.

How many men on guard here?

I am on guard, my king.

Hmm. You are on guard?

Duke Fallow,you're very, very naughty.

You make my bosoms tickle.

I'm gonna tell your mommy.

Where are you going?

my nephew amuses himself on the king's throne.

Do you feel it suits you?

you play while your king

and his legions...

are off on a military campaign...

and your only job...

is the safety of this castle-

which is guarded by... no one!

Your Majesty...

was off investigating

outlandish claims. Aah.!

- Get him out of my sight.

- No!

Go on, before I make you.

Unhand me. You are not fit to kiss my gown.

And you-You are not fit

to tarnish your uncle's crown.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Unless the king specifically orders it...

you cannot touch me.

Imperial law...

is a toy...

I shall never tire of.

- Things are progressing according to plan.

- I cannot wait any longer!

I cannot stand the suffering rule

of that senile goat.

Make it happen.

You wish to accelerate things? Fine!

We shall accelerate.

Good.

Gallian.

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