Chapter 8

The other boys arrived at the palace gate and to their suprise the found King Jonathan there.

"hello boys, have you seen Roald? I thought he went into the city with you." King jonathan said

"Yes, your majesty he did. he should be along anytime now." Neal remarked cheerfully.

"Oh no he's gine ad got himself in trouble again hasn't he?" King Jonathan shook his head worried.

"Oh no he didn't get in trou- ok not alot of trouble this time." Faleron said.

"What has he done this time?" Jonathan asked

"Umm.. well he is racing thom and Alianne of Pirate's Swoop and keladry of Mindelan was it boys?" Neal turned to ask his friends.

"Oh no he's racing Keladry? What ? Wait-why is ..oh never mind I'm confused-I need to go see Numair for a healing. When you see Roald tell himto come to my studty immediatly. And no he can't bring any friends, Owen," The king said glancing at Owen who looked hopeful.

The king walked away and the other boys turned ot Owen and simaltenously asked him,"what was that about/"

"Well I suppose I can tell because Roald isn't here," Owen whimpered. He took a deep breath and said,"Well ou see you guys I'm to be married to Kalasin and Jonathan and Thayet-they say I'm to call them that now-say I have to get ot know her. And I just thought now would be a good time seeing as Roald and Kel and their majesties-oops I mean jonathan and Thayet- wuodl be there."

The boys all heard the stampeding of hooves and turned ot watcxh the road. The boys gaped in suprise as they saw Roald and kel racing neck and neck in the lead and Alianne and Thom not far behind, also tied.

Kel and Roald neared and slowed, no winner a fair tie to the race. All of them were panting and their horses winded.

"Roald, your dad needs ot see you immediatly," Faleron said.

"O.K.,"Roald said

"I'll take care of your horse Roald," Kel said quietly.

Roald turned ot stare at Kel and began to sy something about how Peachblossom wasn't very friendly but he stopped when he saw Kel stroking the ornery gelding on the neck. Owen nudged Roald and mutter quite loudly something about a match made in heaven.