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'Not that sleepy, dear,' and he turned to embrace her.
This wouldn't be terribly difficult, Ce'Nedra decided. She was an
expert at getting her own way, and she was confident that she could
get Garion and Durnik to agree with her plan. Poledra, on the other
hand, might take a little more work.
Garion, as he usually did, slipped quietly out of bed before it was
even light. The Rivan King had grown up on a farm, and farmers
habitually rise early. Ce'Nedra decided that it might not be a bad
idea to keep track of him for the next couple of days. A chance
conversation between her husband and Durnik might disrupt her
plan - Ce'Nedra deliberately avoided the word 'scheme'. So she
touched the fingertips of her right hand to Beldaran's amulet and
searched with her mind for Garion.
'Oh, hush.' It was Durnik's voice, and it was peculiarly gentle.
'It's only me. Go back to sleep. I'll feed you
later.'There was a muttering, some soft, grumbling sounds - birds of
some kind, Ce'Nedra judged. Then they clucked a bit and settled
back down again.
'Do you always talk to them that way?' It was Garion's voice.
'It keeps them from getting excited and flying off in the dark and
hurting themselves,' Durnik replied. 'They insist on roosting in that
tree right here in the dooryard, and I have to pass that tree every
morning. They know me now, so I can usually persuade them to
settle down again. Birds pick these things up fairly quickly. The
deer take a little longer, and the rabbits are timid and very flighty.'
'You feed them all, don't you, Durnik?'
'They live here, too, Garion, and this farm produces more food
than Pol and I and the babies can possibly eat. Besides, that's one
of the reasons we're here, isn't it? The birds and the deer and the
rabbits can look out for themselves in the summer, but winter's a
lean time, so I help them out a bit.'
He was such a good man! Ce'Nedra's eyes almost filled with tears.
Polgara was the pre-eminent woman in all the world, and she could
have chosen any king or emperor for a husband and lived in a
palace. She'd chosen a simple country blacksmith instead and lived
on this remote farmstead. Now Ce'Nedra knew why.
As it turned out, Durnik was fairly easy to manipulate. Ce'Nedra's
suggestion of 'a little family re-union, since we're all here anyway',
brought him over to her side almost immediately. Durnik was too
innocent to suspect ulterior motives in others. It was so easy that
Ce'Nedra was almost ashamed of herself.

Garion was not nearly so innocent. He had lived with his wilful
little Dryad wife for quite a while now, after all. With both Dumik
and Ce'Nedra urging the reunion, though, he didn't really have any
choice. He did cast a few suspicious looks in Ce'Nedra's direction


before he sent his thought out to his grandfather, however.
Belgarath and Poledra arrived a day or so later, and the old man's