Disclaimer: The Jagurons are my creation; all other characters belong to David and Leigh Eddings.

Chapter 3

"'Dear King Belgarion and Queen Ce'Nedra of Riva.'," Garion read. "' I thought it would be nice if you had the low down on the information on the world at the moment and Kheva lets me still know what's happening. Anyway Cyradis is pregnant and she will be coming over with Zakath to the council this year. Prala is also pregnant; she and Urgit will also be over. Zith has had more babies and Sadi has found the culprit. Anheg's fleet has found a new continent which is between Mallorea and Nyissa and he will be exploring it when they find a passage through. The letter ended.

"Well it seems that I am going to have to dip into Garion's little treasury to buy them both presents," said Ce'Nedra.

"Ooh can I come with you Ce'Nedra?" asked Velvet.

"Before you run away Ce'Nedra do you mind I go with Barak to this new continent Porenn was talking about?" Garion wondered.

"Why not? Me and Kail can handle things here for a while but don't be to long or the kids will miss you."

"Silk, dear, why don't you go with him, I know how you hate not knowing about places," suggested Velvet.

"As long as there are no maelstroms or rapids along the way dear," agreed Silk.

Garion was glad to feel the wind on his face and taste the salty tang on his tongue. The sea was like an old friend all ways welcoming him back to the outside world of the citadel. The Seabird skimmed through the waves like a hot knife through butter.

"I wonder if this place is populated," Silk pondered.

"And let me guess... whether it has good trade worthwhile to has a base there?" said Barak.

"I need to keep contacts my dear friend."

"For all we know they could be as primitive as the Bear Cult."

"Or as advanced as the Dals," noted Garion. "Speaking of the Bear cult what is happening up north with the Morindim?"

"Nothing too bad they have just been joining in with each others ceremonies all that kind of thing," replied Barak.

"We better keep an eye on them shouldn't we?"

"That would be a good idea."

"LAND AHOY!" the watchman Cheered.

"At last, I was going to be seasick," Silk complained.

"Are there any reefs there?" Barak shouted.

"There is one of to port but there are plenty of beaches to starboard" The watchman shouted.

"That's good we'll beach the ship on the largest one."

"Beach it cap'n?" a sailor asked nervously.

"Of course. Are you a Cherek or a Tolnedran?"

"Cherek cap'n."

"Then what is the problem then?"

"Nothing cap'n."