The Seeress of Kell (The Malloreon, Book 5)

The Seeress of Kell (The Malloreon, Book 5)

David Eddings

Language: English

Pages: 384

ISBN: 0345377591

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Time was running out for Garion and his companions in their quest to recover Garion's infant son and heir. If they could not locate the Place Which Is No More, then Zandramas, the Child of Dark, would use Garion's son in a rite that would raise the Dark Prophecy to eternal dominion over the universe!

Only the Seeress of Kell could reveal the site of that mysterious place--and that she could do only once Garion and Polgara had fulfilled an ancient prophecy in the mountain fastness of the Seers . . .

Kell itself was closed to Zandramas--but her dark magic could force the knowledge she needed from one of Garion's party. She laid her traps and dispatched her foul minions, determined to claim the world for the Dark God. But Garion would let nothing stand between him and his son . . .

Here is the epochal conclusion to David Eddings' bestselling The Malloreon, the culmination of an unparalleled quest across strange lands and among strange peoples--a magnificent fantasy of men, Kings, Sorcerers, and Gods caught up in the seven-thousand-year war between two ancient, opposing Destinies battling to determine the fate of all creation.

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foolish. Garion’s goodbyes to his family were emotional, though brief. ‘Be sure to dress warmly,’ Ce’Nedra instructed. ‘It’s winter, you know.’ He decided not to tell her exactly how he and his grandmother intended to travel. ‘Oh,’ she said, handing him a parchment sheet, ‘give this to Aunt Pol.’ Garion looked at the sheet. It was a rather fair artist’s sketch, in color, of his wife and daughter. ‘It’s quite good, isn’t it?’ Ce’Nedra said. ‘Very good,’ he agreed. ‘You’d better run along

outward aspect that marked the change in him, however. Zakath had always been a pensive, even melancholy man, given often to periods of black depression, but filled at the same time with a cold ambition. Garion had often felt that the Mallorean’s ambition and his apparent hunger for power was not so much a driving need in him as it had been a kind of continual testing of himself, and, at perhaps a deeper level, deriving from an urge toward self-destruction. It had seemed almost that Zakath had

little rest.’ ‘Right away, Pol,’ her husband agreed after a quick look at her. ‘Now that you mention it, Aunt Pol,’ Ce’Nedra said happily, ‘I do feel a little tired, and I’m sure Geran needs a nap. Babies sleep so much, you know. I’ll nurse him, and then he’ll sleep. He always sleeps after he nurses.’ ‘Steady,’ Zakath said quietly to Garion as the Rivan King’s eyes filled with tears. The Mallorean Emperor put his hand firmly on his friend’s shoulder. ‘What’s going to happen when she wakes up,

in furtherance of thy studies.’ Then Naradas stepped from behind the purple drape at the back of the throne. ‘There will be, I fear me, scant time for studies for some while, your Majesty,’ he said, sounding just a bit smug. ‘Forgive me, my King, but I chanced to overhear thy last remark as I was hurrying to bring thee perhaps distressing news. A messenger hath arrived from the east advising that the foul dragon doth even now ravage the village of Dal Esta not three leagues from here. The beast

same time anyway, and since everybody knows about it, there’s not much point in being coy, is there? I say we just land on the beach and march straight to the cave.’ ‘Stopping only long enough for you and me to put on our armor,’ Garion added. ‘It probably wouldn’t be a good idea to dress up here on board ship. It might make Kresca nervous.’ ‘Your plan sounds good to me, Zakath,’ Durnik agreed. ‘I’m not so sure,’ Silk said dubiously. ‘There’s a certain advantage to sneaking.’ ‘Drasnians,’

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