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every single priest of Torak inside out. I'm just going there to look,
and I'd rather that Torak didn't know that I'm around."

"I wouldn't interfere, Beldin."

"Let's not take the chance. I love you too much to risk your life."

"You really shouldn't go alone, Beldin," Belzedar told him, his eyes
strangely intent.

"I think perhaps I'd better go, too."

"I'm not a child, Belzedar. I can take care of myself."

"I'm sure of it, but we can cover more ground if there are two of us.

The other continent's quite large, and the Angaraks have probably
spread out by now. The Master wants information, and two of us can get
it faster than one."

Now that I think back about it, Belzedar's arguments were just a bit
thin. Angarak society was the most tightly controlled in the world.
Torak was not going to let his people spread out; he would keep them
under his thumb. Belzedar had his own reasons for wanting to go to
Mallorea, and I should have realized that helping Beldin wasn't one of
them.

The two of them argued for a while, but Beldin finally gave in.

"I

don't care," he said.

"Come along if it means so much to you."

And so the next morning the two of them took the forms of hawks and
flew off toward the east.

We all dispersed not long after that. The Master had some fairly
extensive tasks for me in Arendia and Tolnedra.

The young she-wolf went with me, of course. I hadn't even considered
leaving her behind, and it probably wouldn't have done me any good if I
had. When we'd first met, she'd said,

"I will go along with you for a while." Evidently, we hadn't come to
the end of that "while" yet. I didn't really mind, though. She was
good company.

The shortest route to northern Arendia lay across Ulgoland, so the wolf