Chapters (29)
- THE BELGARIAD
- Book 4:
- PROLOGUE
- Part One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- PART TWO
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- PART THREE
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-one
- Part Four
- Chapter Twenty-three
- Chapter Twenty-four
- Chapter Twenty-six
- Chapter Twenty-seven
"It's not that I really meant any harm," Lelldorin said plaintively.
"Of course not."
"Anyway, Ariana and I left the castle very late one evening. I knew the knight on guard at the drawbridge, so I hit him over the head because I didn't want to hurt him."
Garion blinked.
"I knew that he'd be honor-bound to try to stop us," Lelldorin explained. "I didn't want to have to kill him, so I hit him over the head."
"I suppose that makes sense," Garion said dubiously.
"Ariana's almost positive that he won't die."
"Die?"
"I hit him just a little too hard, I think."
The others had all disembarked and were preparing to follow Brand and King Anheg up the steep, snow-covered stairs toward the upper levels of the city.
"So that's why you think Aunt Pol might be cross with you," Garion said as he and Lelldorin fell in at the rear of the group.
"Well, that's not exactly the whole story, Garion," Lelldorin admitted. "A few other things happened, too."
"Such as what?"
"Well - they chased us - a little - and I had to kill a few of their horses."
"I see."
"I specifically aimed my arrows at the horses and not at the men. It wasn't my fault that Baron Oltorain couldn't get his foot clear of the stirrup, was it?"
"How badly was he hurt?" Garion was almost resigned by now.
"Nothing serious at all - at least I don't think so. A broken leg perhaps - the one he broke before when Sir Mandorallen unhorsed him."
"Go on," Garion told him.
"The priest did have it coming, though," Lelldorin declared hotly.
"What priest?"
"The priest of Chaldan at that little chapel who wouldn't marry us because Ariana couldn't give him a document proving that she had her family's consent. He was very insulting."
"Did you break anything?"
"A few of his teeth is about all - and I stopped hitting him as soon as he agreed to perform the ceremony."
"And so you're married? Congratulations. I'm sure you'll both be very happy just as soon as they let you out of prison."
Lelldorin drew himself up. "It's a marriage in name only, Garion. I would never take advantage of it - you know me better than that. We reasoned that Ariana's reputation might suffer if it became known that we were travelling alone like that. The marriage was just for the sake of appearances."