David Eddings - Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress - 2-Book Collection

DAVID AND LEIGH

EDDINGS

Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress:

2-Book Collection

These novels are entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in them are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Belgarath the Sorcerer

First published in Great Britain by Harper Voyager 1995

Previous Harper Voyager paperback editions 1996, 2006

Copyright © David and Leigh Eddings 1995

Cover Illustration by Geoff Taylor

Cover Layout Design © HarperCollins Publishers Ltd 2006

Polgara the Sorceress

First published in Great Britain by Harper Voyager 1997

Previous Harper Voyager paperback editions 1998, 2006

Copyright © David and Leigh Eddings 1997

Cover Illustration by Geoff Taylor

Cover Layout Design © HarperCollins Publishers Ltd 2007

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Source ISBNs:

Belgarath the Sorcerer: 9780007368006

Polgara the Sorceress: 9780007375066

Bundle Edition (Containing BELGARATH THE SORCERER AND POLGARA THE SORCERESS) © JULY 2015

ISBN: 9780008121761

Version: 2018-11-27

Cover

Title Page DAVID AND LEIGH EDDINGS Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress: 2-Book Collection

Copyright

Belgarath the Sorcerer

Polgara the Sorceress

About the Authors

Also by David Eddings

About the Publisher

DAVID AND LEIGH

EDDINGS

Belgarath the Sorcerer

FOR OWEN

We have all been at this since April of 1982.

Your friendship, guidance and faith in us

has been greatly cherished.

One more to go!

LEIGH AND DAVID

Cover

Title Page

Dedication

Map

Prologue

Part One: The Vale

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Part Two: The Apostate

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Part Three: The Time of Woe

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Part Four: Polgara

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Part Five: The Secret

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Chapter 41

Chapter 42

Part Six: Garion

Chapter 43

Chapter 44

Chapter 45

Chapter 46

Chapter 47

Chapter 48

Chapter 49

Chapter 50

Epilogue

It was well past midnight and very cold. The moon had risen, and her pale light made the frost crystals lying in the snow sparkle like carelessly strewn diamonds. In a peculiar way it seemed to Garion almost as if the snow-covered earth were reflecting the starry sky overhead.

‘I think they’re gone now,’ Durnik said, peering upward. His breath steamed in the icy, dead-calm air. ‘I can’t see that rainbow any more.’

‘Rainbow?’ Belgarath asked, sounding slightly amused.

‘You know what I mean. Each of them has a different-colored light. Aldur’s is blue, Issa’s is green, Chaldan’s is red, and the others all have different colors. Is there some significance to that?’

‘It’s probably a reflection of their different personalities,’ Belgarath replied. ‘I can’t be entirely positive, though. My Master and I never got around to discussing it.’ He stamped his feet in the snow. ‘Why don’t we go back?’ he suggested. ‘It’s really cold out here.’

They turned and started back down the hill toward the cottage, their feet crunching in the frozen snow. The farmstead at the foot of the hill looked warm and comforting. The thatched roof of the cottage was thick with snow, and the icicles hanging from the eaves glittered in the moonlight. The outbuildings Durnik had constructed were dark, but the windows of the cottage were all aglow with golden lamplight that spread softly out over the mounded snow in the dooryard. A column of blue woodsmoke rose straight and unwavering from the chimney, rising, it seemed, to the very stars.

It had probably not really been necessary for the three of them to accompany their guests to the top of the hill to witness their departure, but it was Durnik’s house, and Durnik was a Sendar. Sendars are meticulous about proprieties and courtesies.

‘Eriond’s changed,’ Garion noted as they neared the bottom of the hill. ‘He seems more certain of himself now.’

Belgarath shrugged. ‘He’s growing up. It happens to everybody – except to Belar, maybe. I don’t think we can ever expect Belar to grow up.’

‘Belgarath!’ Durnik sounded shocked. ‘That’s no way for a man to speak about his God!’

‘What are you talking about?’

‘What you just said about Belar. He’s the God of the Alorns, and you’re an Alorn, aren’t you?’

‘Whatever gave you that peculiar notion? I’m no more an Alorn than you are.’

‘I always thought you were. You’ve certainly spent enough time with them.’

‘That wasn’t my idea. My Master gave them to me about five thousand years ago. There were a number of times when I tried to give them back, but he wouldn’t hear of it.’