may still be kept。 But it was not his intent to harm you…he did not plan his attack。 I know him； and am sure of this。 He has known of your presence in Revelstone； yet he made no effort to seek you out。 No； he was overe by his hurt。 I do not know how he will recover。〃
As she spoke； he saw that once again he had failed F to prehend。 He had been thinking about punishment rather than healing。 Hugging his sore ribs； he said； 〃You're too gentle。 You've got every right to hate me。〃
She gave him a look of mild exasperation。 〃Neither
Lena my mother nor I have ever hated you。 It is impossible for us。 And what would be the good？ Without you； I would not be。 It may be that Lena would have married Triock； and given birth to a daughter…but that daughter would be another person。 I would not be who I am。〃 A moment later； she smiled。 〃Thomas Covenant； there are few children in all the history of the Land who have ridden a Ranyhyn。〃
〃Well； at least that part of it worked out。〃 He shrugged aside her questioning glance。 He did not feel equal to explaining the bargain he had tried to make with the Ranyhyn…or the way in which that bargain had failed him。
A mood of constraint came between them。 Elena turned away from it to look again at 〃Lord Mhoram's Victory。〃
〃This picture disturbs me；〃 she said。 〃Where am I？ If Mhoram is thus sorely beset； why am I not at his side？ How have I fallen； that he is so alone？〃 She touched the picture lightly； brushed her fingertips over Mhoram's lone； beleaguered； invincible stance。 〃It is in my heart that this war will go beyond me。〃
The thought stung her。 Suddenly she stepped back from the painting； stood tall with the Staff of Law planted on the stone before her。 She shook her head so that her brown…and…honey hair snapped as if a wind blew about her shoulders； and breathed intensely； 〃No！ I will see it ended！ Ended！〃
As she repeated Ended； she struck the floor with the Staff's iron heel。 An instant of bright blue fire ignited in the air。 The stone lurched under Covenants feet； and he nearly fell。 But she quenched her power almost at once； it passed like a momentary intrusion of nightmare。 Before he could regain his balance； she caught his arm and steadied him。
〃Ah； you must pardon me；〃 she said with a look like laughter。 〃I forgot myself。〃
He braced his feet； tried to determine whether or not he could still trust the floor。 The stone felt secure。 〃Give me fair warning next time；〃 he muttered； 〃so I can sit down。〃
The High Lord broke into clear laughter； then subdued herself abruptly。 〃Your pardon again； Thomas Covenant。 But your expression is so fierce and foolish。〃
〃Forget it；〃 he replied。 He found that he liked the sound of her laugh。 〃Ridicule may be the only good answer。〃
〃Is that a proverb from your world？ Or are you a prophet？〃
〃A little of both。〃
〃You are strange。 You transpose wisdom and jest you reverse their meanings。〃
〃Is that a fact？〃
〃Yes； ur…Lord Covenant；〃 she said lightly； humorously。 〃That is a fact。〃 Then she appeared to remember something。 〃But we must go。 I think we are expected。 And you have never seen the upland。 Will you e with me？〃
He shrugged。 She smiled at him； and he followed her toward the door of the Hall。
〃Who's expecting us？〃 he asked casually。
She opened the door and preceded him through it。 When it was closed behind them； she answered； 〃I would like to surprise you。 But perhaps that would not be fair warning。 There is a man…a man who studies dreams…to find the truth in them。 One of the Unfettered。〃
His heart jumped again； and he wrapped his arms protectively around his sore chest。 Hellfire； he groaned to himself。 An interpreter of dreams。 Just what I need。 An Unfettered One had saved him and Atiaran from the ur…viles at the Celebration of Spring。 By a perverse trick of recollection； he heard the Unfettered One's death cry in the wake of Elena's clear voice。 And he remembered Atiaran's grim insistence that it was the responsibility of the living to make meaningful the sacrifices of the dead。 With a brusque gesture； he motioned for Elena to lead the way； then walked after her； muttering； Hellfire。 Hellfire。
She guided him back up through the levels of Revelstone until he began to recognize his surroundings。 Then they moved westward； still climbing； and after a while they joined a high； wide passage like a road along the length of the Keep； rising slowly。 Soon the decreasing weight of the stone around him； and the growing autumn！ tang of the air； told him that they were approaching the level of the plateau which topped the Keep。 After two sharp switchbacks； the passage ended； and he found himself out in the open； standing on thick grass under the roofless heavens。 A league or two west of him were the mountains。
A cool breeze hinting a fall crispness touched him through the late morning sunlight…a low blowing as full of ripe earth and harvests as if it were clairvoyant； foretelling bundled crops and full fruit and seeds ready for rest。 But the trees on the plateau and the upland hills were predominantly evergreens； feathery mimosas and tall pines and wide cedars with no turning of leaves。 And the hardy grass made no concessions to the changing season。
The hills of the upland were Revelstone's secret strength。 They were protected by …sheer cliffs on the east and south； by mountains on the north and west； and so they were virtually inaccessible except through Lord's Keep itself。 Here the people of the city could get food and water to withstand a siege。 Therefore Revelstone could endure as long as its walls and gates remained impregnable。
〃So you see；〃 said Elena； 〃that the Giants wrought well for the Land in all ways。 While Revelstone stands； there remains one bastion of hope。 In its own way； the Keep is as impervious to defeat as Foul's Creche is said to be…in the old legends。 This is vital； for the legends also say that the shadow of Despite will never be wholly driven from the Land while Ridjeck Thome； Lord Foul's dire demesne； endures。 So our： debt to the Giants is far greater than for unfaltering friendship。 It is greater than anything we can repay。〃
Her tone was grateful； but her mention of the Giants cast a gloom over her and Covenant。 She turned away from it； and led him northward along the curve of the upland。
In this direction； the plateau rose into rumpled hills； and soon； on their left； away from the cliff； they began to pass herds of grazing cattle。 Cattleherds saluted the High Lord ceremoniously； and she responded with quiet bows。 Later； she and Covenant crossed a hilltop from which they could see westward across the width of the upland。 There； beyond the swift river that ran south toward the bead of Furl Falls； were fields where crops of wheat and maize rippled in the breeze。 And a league behind the grazeland and the river and the fields stood the mountains； rising rugged and grand out of the hills。 The peaks were snow…clad； and their white bemantling made them look hoary and aloof…sheer； wild； and irreproachable。 The Haruchai lived west and south in this same range。
Covenant and the High Lord continued northward； slowly winding away from the cliffs and toward the river as Elena chose an easy path among the hills。 She seemed content with the silence between them； so they both moved without speaking。 Covenant walked as if he were drinking in the upland with his eyes and ears。 The sturdy health of the grass； the clean； hale soil and the inviolate rock； the ripeness of the wheat and maize…all were vivid to his sight。 The singing and soaring of the birds sounded like joy in the air。 And when he passed close to a particularly tall； magisterial pine； he felt that he could almost hear the climbing of its sap。 For a league； he forgot himself in his enjoyment of the Land's late summer。
Then he began to wonder vaguely how far Elena meant to take him。 But before he became willing to interrupt the quietness with a question； they crossed the rise of a high hill； and she announced that they had arrived。 〃Ah；〃 she said with a sigh of gladness； 〃Glimmermere！ Lakespring and riverhead…hail； clean pool！ It pleases my heart to see you again。〃
They were looking down on a mountain lake； the headwater of the river w