"David Eddings - The Dreamers 02 - The Treasured One" - читать интересную книгу автора (Eddings David)тАШWhoтАЩs Ara?тАЩ Zelana asked. тАШOmagoтАЩs wife. SheтАЩs a beautiful lady and quite probably the best cook in the world. The smells that come from her kitchen even tempt me sometimes.тАЩ тАШOh, incidentally, Veltan,тАЩ I cut in, тАШAracia and IтАЩd like to bring the commanders of the armies weтАЩve been hiring down to your Domain to observe. IтАЩm sure theyтАЩll be coming up against the servants of the Vlagh sometime soon, and it might not be a bad idea for them to see what theyтАЩll encounter.тАЩ тАШNo problem, big brother,тАЩ Veltan said with an impudent sort of grin. тАШIтАЩll go tell Narasan and Sorgan that itтАЩs time to go South, and then IтАЩll have my pet take me home so that I can have a talk with Omago. For right now, thatтАЩs about as far as we can go. EverythingтАЩs sort of up in the air at this point, so we might have to make things up as we go along.тАЩ тАШWhat else is new and different?тАЩ I said sourly. тАШLooking back, IтАЩd say that weтАЩve been doing that since the very beginning.тАЩ тАШOf this war, you mean?тАЩ Zelana suggested. тАШI wouldnтАЩt limit it to that, my sister. WeтАЩve been making things up as we went along since the beginning of time, havenтАЩt we?тАЩ grin. тАШThings always seem to get so boring if you know exactly whatтАЩs going to happen, donтАЩt they?тАЩ I chose not to answer that particular question. The SouthLand 1 OmagoтАЩs father owned the fields and orchards lying just to the north of VeltanтАЩs huge house, and that proximity had made Omago look upon Veltan more as a neighbor than a ruler - or a god. Veltan didnтАЩt make a big issue of his divinity, and so Omago had always felt comfortable in his presence. As a child, Omago had much preferred working in his fatherтАЩs orchard rather than in the open fields, mostly because it was shady in the orchard, but in the springtime when the fruit trees bloomed, the beauty of the blossoms almost took his breath away. He soon discovered that he was not alone in that appreciation. When the fruit trees were in bloom Veltan almost lived in the orchard, and as the two of them came to know each other better, they spent many hours talking. Their discussions were wide- ranging, and almost without realizing it, the boy Omago was receiving an education that went far beyond the tedious business of digging, planting, and harvesting. |
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