Kaza Kingsley_Erec Rex_03 by The Search for Truth

Author:The Search for Truth
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781416979890
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Books For Young Readers
Published: 2006-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

King Piter’s eyebrows slowly rose in the west wing dining hall that night. “You are joking, I am sure.”

Erec pitched the paper toward him, and the king read it. “I can’t believe this. It’s impossible.” His brow darkened with anger. “I’m going to have a word with the Fates, if they think this is funny. I mean, our quests were tough. For one of them I had to build this castle by magic. Each of us built our own. But this…”

Erec was impressed that the king had built this castle himself. He still could not do any magic with his remote except move small things a short distance. And he might not even be able to do that anymore, as it had been so long since he had practiced. He wished he had time to spend with the Hermit to learn. He was sure the Hermit would be a far better teacher than Pimster Peebles had been. At least that was one good decision King Piter had made.

The king stared at the paper and scratched his chin. “This just can’t be. Hermit?” he called, although the Hermit was not in the room. “Can I trouble you for a moment?”

Suddenly the Hermit was sitting in the chair next to the king’s, wearing a small loincloth and a huge grin. “You may continue to trouble me for a while yet.” He laughed at his own joke.

The king pushed the paper toward him. “Erec drew this from Al’s Well. It can’t be right, can it?”

The Hermit glanced at the paper, unimpressed. “If he drew it, he blew it.” He chortled, finding himself funny as usual, and soon was clutching his sides.

“If he found it, he’ll pound it. If he picked it, he’ll lick it.” The Hermit then stuck a thin finger into his nose, picked something out, and put his tongue on it, all the time laughing as if it were a great joke.

“Eew.”

“Yuck.” Erec, Bethany, and Jack all doubled over, both disgusted and laughing.

Bethany held her palms out in front of her face as if she were trying to not see more. She whispered to Erec, “Ugh! That’s the first thing I’ve seen him eat.”

Jack made a loud spluttering noise.

The king frowned, ignoring them all. “Listen, how many people have tried to do this, to take the Twrch Trwyth from Olwen Cullwich and seal the five Awen? They’ve all died.”

That made Erec stop laughing. “Huh?”

“Yes.” The king was not pleased. “Many sorcerers, far more powerful than you, have lost their lives in this pursuit. And they spent years preparing first. Decades.” He turned sadly to the Hermit. “How can we let him do this?”

“Let him?” the Hermit asked. “The choice is his. But he has something those sorcerers did not have.”

“Oh, really?” King Piter asked.

The Hermit nodded. “The right reasons.”

“He does?” Bethany asked, chiming in. “That sounds like the story of the Twrch Trwyth. Only Cullwich could capture the boar because he was doing it for the right reasons.”

“Easy enough to say,” King Piter scoffed.

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