Schmendrick said to Molly, «She used to forget herself like that.» His voice had changed, the same way it changed when he was talking about the way the land used to be. He said, «And then you would always remind her that she was a unicorn.»
And the king changed too then. All at once his eyes were clear and shining with feeling, like Molly's eyes, and he saw us for the first time. He said softly, «Oh, my friends!» and he stood up and came to us and put his arms around Schmendrick and Molly. And I saw that he had been a hero, and that he was still a hero, and I began to think it might be all right, after all. Maybe it was really going to be all right.
«And who may this princess be?» he asked, looking straight at me. He had the proper voice for a king, deep and strong, but not frightening, not mean. I tried to tell him my name, but I couldn't make a sound, so he actually knelt on one knee in front of me, and he took my hand. He said, «I have often been of some use to princesses in distress. Command me.»
«I'm not a princess, I'm Sooz," I said, «and I'm from a village you wouldn't even know, and there's a griffin eating the children.» It all rumbled out like that, in one breath, but he didn't laugh or look at me any differently. What he did was ask me the name of my village, and I told him, and he said, «But indeed I know it, madam. I have been there. And now I will have the pleasure of returning.»
Over his shoulder I saw Schmendrick and Molly staring at each other. Schmendrick was about to say something, but then they both turned toward the door, because a small dark woman, about my mother's age, only dressed in tunic, trews and boots like Molly, had just come in. She said in a small, worried voice, «I am so truly sorry that I was not here to greet His Majesty's old companions. No need to tell me your illustrious names — my own is Lisene, and I am the king's royal secretary, translator, and protector.» She took King Lir's arm, very politely and carefully, and began moving him back to his chair.
Schmendrick seemed to take a minute getting his own breath back. He said, «I have never known my old friend Lir to need any of those services. Especially a protector.»
Lisene was busy with the king and didn't look at Schmendrick as she answered him.
«How long has it been since you saw him last?» Schmendrick didn't answer. Lisene's voice was quiet still, but not so nervous. «Time sets its claw in us all, my lord, sooner or later. We are none of us that which we were.» King Lir sat down obediently on his chair and closed his eyes.
I could tell that Schmendrick was angry, and growing angrier as he stood there, but he didn't show it. My father gets angry like that, which is how I knew. He said, «His Majesty has agreed to return to this young person's village with her, in order to rid her people of a marauding griffin. We will start out tomorrow.»
Lisene swung around on us so fast that I was sure she was going to start shouting and giving everybody orders. But she didn't do anything like that. You could never have told that she was the least bit annoyed or alarmed. All she said was, «I am afraid that will not be possible, my lord. The king is in no fit condition for such a journey, nor certainly for such a deed.»
«The king thinks rather differently.» Schmendrick was talking through clenched teeth now.
«Does he, then?» Lisene pointed at King Lir, and I saw that he had fallen asleep in his chair. His head was drooping — I was afraid his crown was going to fall off — and his mouth hung open. Lisene said, «You came seeking the peerless warrior you remember, and you have found a spent, senile old man. Believe me, I understand your distress, but you must see — "
Schmendrick cut her off. I never understood what people meant when they talked about someone's eyes actually flashing, but at least green eyes can do it. He looked even taller than he was, and when he pointed a finger at Lisene I honestly expected the small woman to catch fire or maybe melt away. Schmendrick's voice was especially frightening because it was so quiet. He said, «Hear me now. I am Schmendrick the Magician, and I see my old friend Lir, as I have always seen him, wise and powerful and good, beloved of a unicorn.»
And with that word, for a second time, the king woke up. He blinked once, then gripped the arms of the chair and pushed himself to his feet. He didn't look at us, but at Lisene, and he said, «I will go with them. It is my task and my gift. You will see to it that I am made ready.»
Lisene said, «Majesty, no! Majesty, I beg you!»
King Lir reached out and took Lisene's head between his big hands, and I saw that there was love between them. He said, «It is what I am for. You know that as well as he does. See to it, Lisene, and keep all well for me while I am gone.»
Lisene looked so sad, so lost, that I didn't know what to think, about her or King Lir or anything. I didn't realize that I had moved back against Molly Grue until I felt her hand in my hair. She didn't say anything, but it was nice smelling her there. Lisene said, very quietly, «I will see to it.»
She turned around then and started for the door with her head lowered. I think she wanted to pass us by without looking at us at all, but she couldn't do it. Right at the door, her head came up and she stared at Schmendrick so hard that I pushed into Molly's skirt so I couldn't see her eyes. I heard her say, as though she could barely make the words come out, «His death be on your head, magician.» I think she was crying, only not, the way grown people do.
And I heard Schmendrick's answer, and his voice was so cold I wouldn't have recognized it if I didn't know. «He has died before. Better that death — better this, better any death — than the one he was dying in that chair. If the griffin kills him, it will yet have saved his life.» I heard the door close.
I asked Molly, speaking as low as I could, «What did he mean, about the king having died?» But she put me to one side, and she went to King Lir and knelt in front of him, reaching up to take one of his hands between hers. She said, «Lord … Majesty … friend … dear friend — remember. Oh, please, please remember.»
The old man was swaying on his feet, but he put his other hand on Molly's head and he mumbled, «Child, Sooz — is that your pretty name, Sooz? — of course I will come to your village. The griffin was never hatched that dares harm King Lir's people.» He sat down hard in the chair again, but he held onto her hand tightly. He looked at her, with his blue eyes wide and his mouth trembling a little. He said, «But you must remind me, little one. When I … when I lose myself — when I lose her — you must remind me that I am still searching, still waiting … that I have never forgotten her, never turned from all she taught me. I sit in this place … I sit … because a king has to sit, you see … but in my mind, in my poor mind, I am always away with her…»
I didn't have any idea what he was talking about. I do now.
He fell asleep again then, holding Molly's hand. She sat with him for a long time, resting her head on his knee. Schmendrick went off to make sure Lisene was doing what she was supposed to do, getting everything ready for the king's departure. There was a lot of clattering and shouting already, enough so you'd have thought a war was starting, but nobody came in to see King Lir or speak to him, wish him luck or anything. It was almost as though he wasn't really there.
Me, I tried to write a letter home, with pictures of the king and the castle, but I fell asleep like him, and I slept the rest of that day and all night too. I woke up in a bed I couldn't remember getting into, with Schmendrick looking down at me, saying, «Up, child, on your feet. You started all this uproar — it's time for you to see it through. The king is coming to slay your griffin.»
I was out of bed before he'd finished speaking. I said, «Now? Are we going right now?»
Schmendrick shrugged his shoulders. «By noon, anyway, if I can finally get Lisene and the rest of them to understand that they are not coming. Lisene wants to bring fifty men–at–arms, a dozen wagonloads of supplies, a regiment of runners to send messages back and forth, and every wretched physician in the kingdom.» He sighed and spread his hands. «I may have to turn the lot of them to stone if we are to be off today.»