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expression when he greeted the Rivan Queen clearly indicated that
he knew that she was 'up to something'. That didn't really concern
Ce'Nedra very much, though. What she was 'up to' didn't involve
Belgarath. She concentrated on Poledra instead.
It was several days before Ce'Nedra had the chance to get her
husband's grandmother off to one side for some serious talk, family
reunions being what they are and all. Polgara's twins, of course,
were the center of everyone's attention. The twins enjoyed that, and
Ce'Nedra was patient. The right moment would come, she was sure
of that, so she simply enjoyed the closeness of the peculiar family
into which she had married and bided her time.
There was a strange quality about the tawny-haired Poledra that
made Ce'Nedra a little hesitant about approaching her. Ce'Nedra
had read Belgarath's story several times, and she was fully aware
of Poledra's peculiar background. She frequently caught herself
studying Belgarath's wife, looking for wolfish traits. They were
probably there, but Ce'Nedra was Tolnedran, and wolves are not
so common in Tolnedra that she'd have recognized the traits even
if they'd been more obvious. The thing that disturbed Ce'Nedra the
most was the disconcertingly direct way Poledra had of looking at
people. Cyradis had called Poledra 'the Woman who Watches', and
the Seeress of Kell had been right on that score. Poledra's golden
eyes seemed quite capable of seeing through all of Ce'Nedra's
defences and concealments into that secret place where the Rivan
Queen stored her motives. The tiny queen really didn't want
anybody snooping around in there.
Finally she screwed up her courage one morning and approached
Polgara's golden-eyed mother. Garion, Belgarath, and Durnik were
outside, conducting one of their endless surveys of the farmstead,
and Polgara was bathing the twins. 'I need to ask a favor of you,
Lady Poledra.' Ce'Nedra was not certain of the proper form of
address, so she fell back on a somewhat inappropriate usage.
'I rather suspected you might,' Poledra replied quite calmly. 'You
went to a great deal of trouble to arrange this gathering, and you've
been watching me for the last several days. I was fairly certain that
you'd eventually get to the point. What's bothering you, child?'



'Well - "bother" might not be the exact term,' Ce'Nedra amended,
averting her eyes slightly. Those penetrating golden eyes made her
nervous. 'There's something I need from Polgara, and she's being
stubborn about it. You know how she can be sometimes.'
'Yes. It's a fan-tily trait.'
'I didn't say that very well, did I?' Ce'Nedra apologized. 'I love
her, of course, but -'
'What do you want from her? Don't run in circles, Ce'Nedra. Get
to the point.'
Ce'Nedra was not accustomed to being addressed so bluntly, but
she chose not to take offence. She side-tracked slightly instead. 'Have