A/N: Thanks to those who reviewed my story. Just a few notes though. I know
that the Dals would of known about a third stone, and that the Dark
Prophecy became part of the new Prophecy and that Eriond is just too caring
to actually harm someone, but I'm just adding small changes here and there
to suit my story. I'm sorry if this disappoints people but I am not a very
good writer and I do try my best.
I'm not going to bother with the disclaim as a) I haven't before, and b) If
I did own The Belgarion and the Malloreon, I wouldn't suck at writing. : )
Chapter Four
Garion awoke to his wife's gentle nudging. "Wake up Garion. Something's happening." She said. Garion's eyes shot straight open, and he saw the Orb humming. "Alright, I'm awake. Let me get dressed and we'll go find out what it is." A few minutes later, Garion and Ce'Nedra left their chamber and walked down the hall. They were the first to arrive. Just afterwards everyone else turned up, and they stood in shock. In the throne room stood the eight Gods, and a young lady glowing pink. Garion gasped to see his old friend Eriond, the new God of the Angaraks, pinning Silk to the wall with his will. In one hand he held a few sheets of parchment. "Eriond, stop! What's wrong?" Garion asked, rushing forward. "Milaya's gone because of him! I haven't seen my sister in over a decade, and when I was going to, he" with a jerk of his head, Eriond motioned to Silk "He managed to upset her enough to make her leave." Garion simply stared. Milaya is Eriond's sister? "Eriond stop it. You're supposed to be kind and gentle, remember? Killing someone isn't going to show that too well." Garion tried to reason. Eriond looked at Garion and sighed. "You're right." Eriond released his will, and Silk fell to the ground. But just after Silk had hit the ground, he found himself pinned to the wall again, this time by Belar. "My Lord," Barak began, addressing his God. "Why are you doing this?" "Because, this one here hurt my Milaya!" Belar said. Garion looked at Belar, surprised. His Milaya? "Lord Belar, what do you mean by your Milaya?" He asked. "What I mean, Belgarion, is that Milaya is like a little sister to me." At this Eriond snorted. It sounded weird coming from the young God. "You don't love her like a sister. You love her like you would love a woman. You can't fool me or her, Belar." Eriond said bluntly. Belar blushed. "Yea, well still. That is not the point." But Belar gave up with everyone looking at him so. Normally this wouldn't affect the God, but he had been away from his people for so long, that it was starting to effect how he thought. He reluctantly let go of Silk. Once again, Silk hit the floor, but once again he was pinned to it again, this time by Mara. Belgarath sighed. "Don't tell me all of them is going to do this." Belgarath was right. Once they had talked Mara out of it, Nedra took his place, then Issa took Nedra's, then Chaldan took Issa's. When it came up to Aldur though, Belgarath, Polgara and Poledra were all shocked to find their God participating in it. "Master, why do you take part in this?" Belgarath asked. "It is because, my son, that Milaya is my second daughter. She was a disciple of mine, before Durnik." Everyone looked shocked. Milaya was a disciple of Aldur's?! Belgarath, Polgara and Durnik tried to reason with him. "Master, stop. That's enough. He's suffered enough." Belgarath said firmly. Aldur sighed, and let Silk hit the floor. But it wasn't finished, no, just as soon as Silk got used to the ground below his feet, UL pinned him to the wall with his will. Belgarath sighed and was about to talk to UL, when the other Gods did it for him. Their reasoning was that if they couldn't harm Silk, then neither could their father. UL looked around, and saw that he was outnumbered. He gave up with a sigh. Silk fell to the ground gasping for air. As he unsteadily got to his feet, a hush came over the crowd. The young, glowing woman had stepped forward. She walked around Silk, looking at him. She stopped every now and then to place a hand on his shoulder, or tilt his face towards the light. She finally stopped in front of him. "So, you are the one who hurt my Milaya." There was a shocked sigh. How many people did Milaya belong to? "Excuse me, but who are you, and how do you have a claim on Milaya?" Porenn asked, finally finding her voice. "So you do have a voice. I was beginning to wonder." The young lady said cheekily. "I am Vina, Goddess of Garvina. That's how I have a claim on Milaya. She was mine, before my brother stole her." Vina threw a look at Aldur, how had the grace to blush. "Not that I blame him. Belar's trying to steal her, but she wont be stolen again. Milaya belongs to us all." Vina looked at Silk again. "I just wonder how you could hurt her so much." Vina sighed. "Eriond, you may as well read that letter so they understand." Eriond nodded. "I will, but first I think I should explain how come I call Milaya my sister." Eriond looked at Garion. "You see, before I had to find Zedar, I had to be born. The woman who gave birth to me was Milaya's mother, Queen Constance. Milaya and I were very close, even though I was so much more younger than her. She understood that I was in some way special, and always was there when I got hurt. When I left to find Zedar, Milaya was heartbroken. She searched for me for many years, even though she knew I was doing what I had to. She sent me a letter last night. This is what it says: 'Dear Eriond, How I have missed you. When I last saw you, you were still a baby, but now you're the God of the Angaraks.....' Eriond broke off as it got more personal, 'Kheldar has been very kind to me. He's become like a protective brother, but I don't think I feel that way about him. I'm beginning to care more and more for him. He was slightly angry with me before because he thought I had brought his mother out of her room for meanness, but then I showed him that I had healed her. He looked so happy. Oh. Here he comes now........ Eriond, I won't be here when you arrive. I had to leave. I'm going to do this by myself. If the Dark Prophecy can change, so can the Light. I know that you will hunt me down if I don't tell you the reason why I left so here goes. Before when I broke off, it was because Kheldar had entered the garden, and my mind got distracted. He thanked me, and while I was saying that wasn't necessary, he kissed me. Now I didn't leave because of that. I wanted it. I left because he wasn't thinking about me. He moaned Liselle's name. Now I may be an innocent, but I know what it means when a man who is kissing you, moans another woman's name. Now I don't want to burden you, so farewell my dear little brother. I love you, Milaya.'" Eriond stared at the parchment in his hands, then crushed it. The crushed parchment caught on flames, as Eriond destroyed the letter. "My sister Milaya believes that she can get back the Orb of Roses by herself." "Uh, Eriond, what is the Orb of Roses?" Garion asked. "The Orb of Roses is the sister Orb to yours. It cares very much for it. I know that may seem weird, since we're talking about a stone, but it isn't. The Orb of Roses is named because it is a light pink colour, and inside it is a rose in bloom. Milaya's Orb trusts people, unlike yours Garion. Anyone can touch it, and if they're patient, they'll learn how to control it. The Gromlims who are the Children Of Dark have had the Orb for a few years now. I'd find them, but the Dark Prophecy is protecting them." Eriond said. "Garion, we need to leave today. Bring Eriond with you, and you should be able to use the Orb to follow Milaya. The Orb knows her and likes her. We need to find her though, and Kheldar needs to work on a very good apology. I had it all nicely set up, then he had to go and ruin a perfect thing." It was the voice again, and it sounded disgusted at Silk's stupidity. "Well, I just got our orders." Garion said, addressing everyone. "We have to go find Milaya, and by we I mean, you as well Eriond. Oh and Silk, my friend up here," Garion tapped his head "Is very disappointed in you. He says he had everything perfect, but you ruined it. He also says you need to work on your apology." Silk simply nodded. He didn't seem to be paying much attention. 'Uhh. What have I done? I'm supposed to be intelligent. Why the hell did I do that for? I knew exactly who I was kissing, but something seemed to make me say Liselle's name.' Silk thought to himself. "So, you don't think that you meant it huh?" A voice echoed through Silk's mind. He looked around in surprise "You're not going to see me. I'm Garion's friend. It seems that the Dark Prophecy has changed more than I thought. Not only could he break away from the rules, but he could make two Child's Of Dark at the same time, and tamper with people now. I think it was the Dark Prophecy who did this. But you're still going to have to apologise." The Prophecy said. "Why the hell are you talking to me? Don't you usually stay in Garion's head?" Silk asked, confused. "Yes I do, but you're the one who hurt Milaya, who happens to be the Child Of Light, and I don't like it when things like that happen." The Prophecy said in a reasonable tone.
A/N: I know it the chapter ended weird, but I couldn't help it. Sorry.
Chapter Four
Garion awoke to his wife's gentle nudging. "Wake up Garion. Something's happening." She said. Garion's eyes shot straight open, and he saw the Orb humming. "Alright, I'm awake. Let me get dressed and we'll go find out what it is." A few minutes later, Garion and Ce'Nedra left their chamber and walked down the hall. They were the first to arrive. Just afterwards everyone else turned up, and they stood in shock. In the throne room stood the eight Gods, and a young lady glowing pink. Garion gasped to see his old friend Eriond, the new God of the Angaraks, pinning Silk to the wall with his will. In one hand he held a few sheets of parchment. "Eriond, stop! What's wrong?" Garion asked, rushing forward. "Milaya's gone because of him! I haven't seen my sister in over a decade, and when I was going to, he" with a jerk of his head, Eriond motioned to Silk "He managed to upset her enough to make her leave." Garion simply stared. Milaya is Eriond's sister? "Eriond stop it. You're supposed to be kind and gentle, remember? Killing someone isn't going to show that too well." Garion tried to reason. Eriond looked at Garion and sighed. "You're right." Eriond released his will, and Silk fell to the ground. But just after Silk had hit the ground, he found himself pinned to the wall again, this time by Belar. "My Lord," Barak began, addressing his God. "Why are you doing this?" "Because, this one here hurt my Milaya!" Belar said. Garion looked at Belar, surprised. His Milaya? "Lord Belar, what do you mean by your Milaya?" He asked. "What I mean, Belgarion, is that Milaya is like a little sister to me." At this Eriond snorted. It sounded weird coming from the young God. "You don't love her like a sister. You love her like you would love a woman. You can't fool me or her, Belar." Eriond said bluntly. Belar blushed. "Yea, well still. That is not the point." But Belar gave up with everyone looking at him so. Normally this wouldn't affect the God, but he had been away from his people for so long, that it was starting to effect how he thought. He reluctantly let go of Silk. Once again, Silk hit the floor, but once again he was pinned to it again, this time by Mara. Belgarath sighed. "Don't tell me all of them is going to do this." Belgarath was right. Once they had talked Mara out of it, Nedra took his place, then Issa took Nedra's, then Chaldan took Issa's. When it came up to Aldur though, Belgarath, Polgara and Poledra were all shocked to find their God participating in it. "Master, why do you take part in this?" Belgarath asked. "It is because, my son, that Milaya is my second daughter. She was a disciple of mine, before Durnik." Everyone looked shocked. Milaya was a disciple of Aldur's?! Belgarath, Polgara and Durnik tried to reason with him. "Master, stop. That's enough. He's suffered enough." Belgarath said firmly. Aldur sighed, and let Silk hit the floor. But it wasn't finished, no, just as soon as Silk got used to the ground below his feet, UL pinned him to the wall with his will. Belgarath sighed and was about to talk to UL, when the other Gods did it for him. Their reasoning was that if they couldn't harm Silk, then neither could their father. UL looked around, and saw that he was outnumbered. He gave up with a sigh. Silk fell to the ground gasping for air. As he unsteadily got to his feet, a hush came over the crowd. The young, glowing woman had stepped forward. She walked around Silk, looking at him. She stopped every now and then to place a hand on his shoulder, or tilt his face towards the light. She finally stopped in front of him. "So, you are the one who hurt my Milaya." There was a shocked sigh. How many people did Milaya belong to? "Excuse me, but who are you, and how do you have a claim on Milaya?" Porenn asked, finally finding her voice. "So you do have a voice. I was beginning to wonder." The young lady said cheekily. "I am Vina, Goddess of Garvina. That's how I have a claim on Milaya. She was mine, before my brother stole her." Vina threw a look at Aldur, how had the grace to blush. "Not that I blame him. Belar's trying to steal her, but she wont be stolen again. Milaya belongs to us all." Vina looked at Silk again. "I just wonder how you could hurt her so much." Vina sighed. "Eriond, you may as well read that letter so they understand." Eriond nodded. "I will, but first I think I should explain how come I call Milaya my sister." Eriond looked at Garion. "You see, before I had to find Zedar, I had to be born. The woman who gave birth to me was Milaya's mother, Queen Constance. Milaya and I were very close, even though I was so much more younger than her. She understood that I was in some way special, and always was there when I got hurt. When I left to find Zedar, Milaya was heartbroken. She searched for me for many years, even though she knew I was doing what I had to. She sent me a letter last night. This is what it says: 'Dear Eriond, How I have missed you. When I last saw you, you were still a baby, but now you're the God of the Angaraks.....' Eriond broke off as it got more personal, 'Kheldar has been very kind to me. He's become like a protective brother, but I don't think I feel that way about him. I'm beginning to care more and more for him. He was slightly angry with me before because he thought I had brought his mother out of her room for meanness, but then I showed him that I had healed her. He looked so happy. Oh. Here he comes now........ Eriond, I won't be here when you arrive. I had to leave. I'm going to do this by myself. If the Dark Prophecy can change, so can the Light. I know that you will hunt me down if I don't tell you the reason why I left so here goes. Before when I broke off, it was because Kheldar had entered the garden, and my mind got distracted. He thanked me, and while I was saying that wasn't necessary, he kissed me. Now I didn't leave because of that. I wanted it. I left because he wasn't thinking about me. He moaned Liselle's name. Now I may be an innocent, but I know what it means when a man who is kissing you, moans another woman's name. Now I don't want to burden you, so farewell my dear little brother. I love you, Milaya.'" Eriond stared at the parchment in his hands, then crushed it. The crushed parchment caught on flames, as Eriond destroyed the letter. "My sister Milaya believes that she can get back the Orb of Roses by herself." "Uh, Eriond, what is the Orb of Roses?" Garion asked. "The Orb of Roses is the sister Orb to yours. It cares very much for it. I know that may seem weird, since we're talking about a stone, but it isn't. The Orb of Roses is named because it is a light pink colour, and inside it is a rose in bloom. Milaya's Orb trusts people, unlike yours Garion. Anyone can touch it, and if they're patient, they'll learn how to control it. The Gromlims who are the Children Of Dark have had the Orb for a few years now. I'd find them, but the Dark Prophecy is protecting them." Eriond said. "Garion, we need to leave today. Bring Eriond with you, and you should be able to use the Orb to follow Milaya. The Orb knows her and likes her. We need to find her though, and Kheldar needs to work on a very good apology. I had it all nicely set up, then he had to go and ruin a perfect thing." It was the voice again, and it sounded disgusted at Silk's stupidity. "Well, I just got our orders." Garion said, addressing everyone. "We have to go find Milaya, and by we I mean, you as well Eriond. Oh and Silk, my friend up here," Garion tapped his head "Is very disappointed in you. He says he had everything perfect, but you ruined it. He also says you need to work on your apology." Silk simply nodded. He didn't seem to be paying much attention. 'Uhh. What have I done? I'm supposed to be intelligent. Why the hell did I do that for? I knew exactly who I was kissing, but something seemed to make me say Liselle's name.' Silk thought to himself. "So, you don't think that you meant it huh?" A voice echoed through Silk's mind. He looked around in surprise "You're not going to see me. I'm Garion's friend. It seems that the Dark Prophecy has changed more than I thought. Not only could he break away from the rules, but he could make two Child's Of Dark at the same time, and tamper with people now. I think it was the Dark Prophecy who did this. But you're still going to have to apologise." The Prophecy said. "Why the hell are you talking to me? Don't you usually stay in Garion's head?" Silk asked, confused. "Yes I do, but you're the one who hurt Milaya, who happens to be the Child Of Light, and I don't like it when things like that happen." The Prophecy said in a reasonable tone.
A/N: I know it the chapter ended weird, but I couldn't help it. Sorry.