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toward which all hath been moving since before the
beginning of time.*
The Mallorean Gospels took three months to write. It was worth the
time and effort, since in a rather obscure way these Gospels provided a
philosophical basis for The Malloreon. This is what Cyradis believed,
and Cyradis was ultimately the core of Malloreon.
CURRenT eVenTS
5376-5387
from the personal
journal of 'king anheg
Of cherek'
5376
iN THE SPRING of the year following the Battle of
Thull Mardu and the enormous events which took
place at Cthol Mishrak, we gathered all of us - at Riva
for the wedding of young King Belgarion and the
imperial Princess Ce'Nedra. I have some personal
reservations about the wisdom of so closely allying the house
of the Keeper of the Orb with the Imperial House of
the Tolnedran Empire; but, since Ran Borune is elderly
and the last of his line, I suppose no great harm can come
of it. Moreover, despite her occasional flightiness, I found
Ce'Nedra to be a remarkable young woman. It may well
prove that the strong-willed girl will complement
Belgarion's somewhat diffident nature, which has given us
all some concern. Their marriage promises to be stormy,
but I expect that my young friend will seldom be troubled
with boredom. As for me, I'd sooner shave off my beard
than have such a wife.
* I always liked Anheg. He has his faults, but he's a lot of fun.
in the summer of this year word reached us that
'Zakath had brought his siege of Rak Goska to a
successful conclusion. His capture of the city' by all reports, was
particularly savage, even for an Angarak. I have no great
sympathy for Murgos, but I suspect that 'Zakath may live
to regret his butchery of the inhabitants of Rak Goska.
Kin Urgit, the son of Taur Urgas, unfortunately escaped,
and he is certain to use the atrocity to fan Murgo
sentiments to a white heat. I plan to sit quietly on the sidelines,
cheering both sides on in their war of mutual extinction
and permitting myself the private luxury of gloating. I
know that gloating is an unattractive thing for a king to
do, but a man needs some vices, after all.
Late in the fall, I received a letter from my good friend,
General Varana, which gave me almost as much pleasure.
The insufferable ass whom the Honeths were touting as
Ran Borune's successor was neatly poisoned by a Horbite
assassin, may Belar bless him! The Honeths are