The Dream Weaver Chapter 2


Galad walked into the Winespring Inn after he finished grooming his stallion, Mudshoes. There was a slight spring in his step, still pleased with the results of his conversation with the Cauthons. The first sight that greeted him when he entered was his sister chatting amicably with a girl her age who had long hair and the usual complexion for the region. Further investigation found Gawyn in a corner of the room with a rather dreamy expression on his face. 'Guess that means she will be a "cute girl" instead of "beautiful young woman",' Galad thought to himself.

When the door clicked behind him three heads turned in his direction, all with different responses. The girl ducked down with a blush, which led to Gawyn giving him a sulky glare. His sister gave him something that would have been unheard of in Caemlyn; a beaming smile.

"Hey Galad," she said excitedly. "Did you know that hear in the Two Rivers that I am considered old enough to have my hair braided in the manner of women?"

"I thought you balked when Aunt Lini tried to put your hair in a braid," Galad asked innocently. Elayne turned red.

"She wanted me to wear twin braided pig tails when I was twelve," Elayne said in a tone approaching a whine. "Most girls in Caemlyn wear their hair that way as toddlers!"

Galad ignored the complaint. "Do you know where Master al'Vere went?" he asked instead.

"Father should be in the kitchen with Mother," the girl (young woman) that Elayne was with replied. When she realized how prompt she had been she turned red and ducked her head in embarrassment, again. Galad mentally sighed; he could probably roll around in the mud for a week and still get that sort of reaction from the female population of the world. Galad repressed a shudder. 'And some of the men' Galad could not stop himself from thinking.

"Thank you," Galad replied warmly, his previous thoughts not showing. "Oh," he said after a moment, "there is something I need to speak to you two later, my darling siblings." He turned and walked down the hall that, from the smell of cooking food, appeared to be the kitchen. He entered quietly, but whatever conversation the al'Veres were having ended as the door opened. The Mayor smiled brightly.

"Ah, Master Chumai," the plump man said pleasantly. "Is there anything I can get for you?"

"Just Galad, please," Galad replied in a similar manner. "I was hoping to speak to you for a moment if you had time."

The mayor frowned slightly before the smile came back. "Of course," he said, his voice only slightly more strained than before. He led Galad out the back door of the inn. The closest people he could see were some of the younger children were playing with a few dogs, private enough. "Now," the mayor asked seriously, "what did you wish to say?"

"While my siblings came with the intention we stated earlier, I myself had come for another reason originally," Galad began. "I have been sent as a representative of Queen Morgase to see if there was validity to the recent speculation of valuable metals or minerals in the section of the Mountains of Mist that are in the Two Rivers region. In order to achieve this, we – that is, both myself and my superiors – wish to work with the people of Two Rivers rather than against. As such, I have already informed the Council of Watch Hill, though Tarren Ferry did not gain my trust in their ability to stay silent on such a matter before there is a conformation of the claim."

Master al'Vere stared at him, stunned. "Why would the Queen of Andor, if I remember right, be concerned with the Two Rivers?"

By this point, Galad was more exasperated at that question than surprised. "While Andor has not had direct interference in Two Rivers' matters in almost a hundred years, to the rest of the world, Two Rivers is with in the boarders of Andor and under the rule of its Queen. If it does turn out that there is something of value with in the Mountains, Her Majesty would rather have anything found be counted as apart of Andor's economy rather than the economy of a neighboring country who the Two Rivers also boarders."

The Mayor frowned thoughtfully. "We're simple folk here," he said. "We don't want no ruckus like we hear miners and the like bring to Barleon."

"Of course," Galad replied easily. "That is something we wish to avoid as well. While I am unable to tell you exactly how this endeavour will turn out in the end, I have been assured by my superiors that the Queen only wants what is best for her people, and the Two Rivers folk are her people."

Master al'Vere nodded. "Was there anything specific you wished me to do?" he asked.

"For the moment I only ask that you keep this low key," Galad replied, "for both the reason of falsely getting hopes up, or down, and to prevent a competition to break out between the neighboring countries. Also, if it is possible, I would greatly apprieciate any help I could get in prospecting in the Mountains, though I will only focus on that after I spend some time in Deven's Ride."

Master al'Vere gave a thoughtful frown. "The best person I would recommend is Tam al'Thor; he is the only council member that lives in the Westwood as well as being one of the farmers that live closest to the mountain that considers themselves part of Emond's Field. If he arrives soon, I shall let him know and see what he can do."

Galad gave a small bow. "Thank you very much for your assistance."

"Of course, of course," the mayor said, patting Galad on his back as he led them back inside. "Now how long were you planning staying in Emond's Field? Need to calculate the price and all."


Ah! I'm late, I'm late, for a verry important date! .; Sorry this is up late, I ended up in a place over the weekend that had no internet and I couldn't type. This is a little bit small but I feel that atatching the next part would take too long to do by this week.

Now, I have nothing against gay people; I have even read some yaoi (if you don't know what that is, I ain't explaining). It is just, Galad, in my fics, isn't gay. He might end up bi by the end of my stories, but he isn't gay. If that happens it will be up to Berelain, because until further notcie from book 12, he is hers. Another thing to note is that it will be shown as to why Galad behaves the way he does more to the time period he could spend extended time with Berelain. Just stating that now.

So you know because I think I had a complaint, this is the layout of my story line so people know what is going on: Perrin will show up in the next chapter or two, then Moiraine and Lan, then Thom, then Rand, and finally Winternight/Bel Tine. Thats all I'm going to give you so.

I also realise that my comment at the end of last chapter wasn't very tactfull and I'm sorry, but there appears to be high demand for Galad and only seven stories that i can find, including this one, that has Galad. so yeah....

See you next week!