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our hands, Sadi. I want something strong enough to insure that
she doesn't wake up the minute my back's turned"
"Whatever you think best, Lady Polgara." He crossed the
carpeted floor, opened his red leather case, and took out a
vial of dark blue liquid. Then he went to the table and picked
up a cup of water. He looked at her inquiringly.
She frowned. "Make it three drops," she decided.
He gave her a slightly startled look, then gravely
measured out the dosage. It took several moments of combined
effort to get Ce'Nedra to drink the contents of the cup. She
continued to sob and struggle for several moments, but then
her struggles grew gradually weaker, and her sobbing lessened.
Finally she closed her eyes with a deep sigh, and her
breathing became regular.
"Let's get her to bed," Polgara said, leading the way, to
one of the curtained-off sleeping chambers.
Garion picked up the tiny form of his sleeping wife and
followed. "What's wrong with her, Aunt Pol?" he demanded as he
laid her gently on the bed.
"I'm not positive," Polgara replied, covering Ce'Nedra
with a rough soldier's blanket. "I'll need more time to pin it
down."
"What can we do?"
"Not very much while we're on the road," she admitted
candidly, "We'll keep her asleep until we get to Rak Hagga.
Once I get her into a more stable situation, I'll be able to
work on it. Stay with her. I want to talk with Sadi for a few
moments."
Garion sat worriedly by the bed, gently holding his wife's
limp little hand while Polgara went back out to consult with
the eunuch concerning the various drugs in his case. Then she
returned, drawing the drape shut behind her. "He has most of
what I need," she reported quietly. "I'll be able to improvise
the rest." She touched Garion's shoulder and bent forward.
"General Atesca just came in," she whispered to him. "He wants
to see you. I wouldn't be too specific about the cause of
Ce'Nedra's attack. We can't be sure just how much Zakath knows
about our reasons for being here, and Atesca's certain to
report everything that happens, so watch what you say."
He started to protest.
"You can't do anything here, Garion, and they need you out
there. I'll watch her."
"Is she subject to these seizures often?" Atesca was
asking as Garion came through the draped doorway.
"She's very high-strung," Silk replied. "Sometimes
circumstances get the best of her. Polgara knows what to do."
Atesca turned to face Garion. "Your Majesty," he said in a
chilly tone, "I don't appreciate your attacking my soldiers."
"He got in my way, General," Garion replied. "I don't
think I hurt him all that much."