3 8 QUEEN OF SORCERY Mister Wolf pushed back his hood and stepped forward. "You and I are already acquainted, Reldegen," he said. The count's eyes widened. "Belgarath? Is it really you?" Wolf grinned. "Oh, yes. I'm still wandering about the world, stirring up mischief." Reldegen laughed then and grasped Wolf's upper arm warmly. "Come inside, all of you. Let's not stand about in the cold." He turned and limped up the steps to the house. "What happened to your leg?" Wolf asked him sult of an old disagreement-long since forgotten. life with your sword half-drawn. "An arrow in the knee." The count shrugged. "The re- "As I recall, you used to get involved in quite a few of those. I thought for a while that you intended to go through "I was an excitable youth, the count admitted, opening the broad door at the top of the steps. He led them down a long hallway to a room of imposing size with a large blaz ing fireplace at each end. Great curving stone arches sup- ported the ceiling. The loor was of polished black stone, scattered with fur rugs, and the walls, arches, and ceiling were whitewashed in gleaming contrast. Heavy, carved chairs of dark brown wood sat here and there, and a great table with an iron candelabra in its center stood near the fireplace at one end. A dozen or so leather-bound books were scattered on its polished surface. "Books, Reldegen?" Mister Wolf said in amazement as he and the others removed their cloaks and gave them to the servants who immediately appeared. "You have mel- lowed, my friend." The count smiled at the old man's remark. "I'm forgetting my manners," Wolf apologized. "My daugher, Polgara. Pol, this is Count Reldegen, an old friend." “My Lady," the count acknowledged with an exquisite bow, "my house is honored. Aunt Pol was about to reply when two young men burst into the room, arguing heatedly. "You're an idiot, Beren- tain!" the. first, a dark-haired youth in a scarlet doublet, snapped It may please thee to think so, Torasin," the second, a stout young man with pale, curly hair and wearing a green

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Rated mature because the loli has big fake boobs (that are actually cursed and stick to random people/victims)

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3 8 QUEEN OF SORCERY Mister Wolf pushed back his hood and stepped forward. "You and I are already acquainted, Reldegen," he said. The count's eyes widened. "Belgarath? Is it really you?" Wolf grinned. "Oh, yes. I'm still wandering about the world, stirring up mischief." Reldegen laughed then and grasped Wolf's upper arm warmly. "Come inside, all of you. Let's not stand about in the cold." He turned and limped up the steps to the house. "What happened to your leg?" Wolf asked him sult of an old disagreement-long since forgotten. life with your sword half-drawn. "An arrow in the knee." The count shrugged. "The re- "As I recall, you used to get involved in quite a few of those. I thought for a while that you intended to go through "I was an excitable youth, the count admitted, opening the broad door at the top of the steps. He led them down a long hallway to a room of imposing size with a large blaz ing fireplace at each end. Great curving stone arches sup- ported the ceiling. The loor was of polished black stone, scattered with fur rugs, and the walls, arches, and ceiling were whitewashed in gleaming contrast. Heavy, carved chairs of dark brown wood sat here and there, and a great table with an iron candelabra in its center stood near the fireplace at one end. A dozen or so leather-bound books were scattered on its polished surface. "Books, Reldegen?" Mister Wolf said in amazement as he and the others removed their cloaks and gave them to the servants who immediately appeared. "You have mel- lowed, my friend." The count smiled at the old man's remark. "I'm forgetting my manners," Wolf apologized. "My daugher, Polgara. Pol, this is Count Reldegen, an old friend." “My Lady," the count acknowledged with an exquisite bow, "my house is honored. Aunt Pol was about to reply when two young men burst into the room, arguing heatedly. "You're an idiot, Beren- tain!" the. first, a dark-haired youth in a scarlet doublet, snapped It may please thee to think so, Torasin," the second, a stout young man with pale, curly hair and wearing a green

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