TWO HEADS TWO SPIKES (The Pearl of Wisdom Saga) Read Online Free PDF

grandfather. Bulls cannot defeat lions, can they?” The old man played with his moustache as he stared off into the distance.
    “Well my boy, willpower, unity and determination can defeat raw numbers in certain situations. After the first few battles, Patrick Beverly quickly realized this was not going to be an easy war. The King even provided reinforcements from the Capitol to thwart the advance of your grandfather. However Jasper Colbert was destined to sit as Duke of Mattingly. They called him the Noble Bull, I’ll have you know. You see, there are two ways to obtain power in Donegal. One is by birthright and the other is to wrest it by force. You, Riceros Colbert, have the influence of birth that your grandfather didn’t possess. Once he had pinned the Beverly men to their homes in Portview, Jasper made them an offer – more in the nature of an ultimatum. To the detriment of the Beverly family, Patrick refused the offer. The soldiers were slaughtered with ease, and Jasper Colbert obliterated the Beverly name from the lands of Mattingly. Jasper spared the rest of the city, he was compassionate, the man didn’t ravage and rape as most expected. King Ali-Baster still demanded that Jasper move the Capitol of Mattingly to Riverfront. Jasper accepted, recognizing he couldn’t defeat the whole realm in battle.”
    One of the servants entered the library, startling the Count. She said, “Riceros, your father and mother are calling you for supper now.”
    “Alright my boy, next time I shall finish telling you about how the King’s son deceived your noble grandfather in the end.”
    Riceros sprang up and hugged the Count on his way out of the library.
    The Colbert family ate dinner at a simple round, red-oak table that had three square legs beneath. His three brothers, sister, mother and father were present. And Brehan Castaway, a knight sworn to defend the Colbert name, always sat next to Riceros. A lot of chatter bounced around the room until Jon Colbert tapped his silver chalice with a spoon. Everyone ceased talking, bowed their heads, and folded his or her hands over their hearts. Jon Colbert stood while everyone else remained seated.
    “Great Gods in heaven, we thank you for this bountiful harvest we are about to partake of. We walk as mere mortals, but we do our best to be righteous in your honor and glory. All we do on earth is in the name of the Gods. Please help us to be forever humble and follow the right path of life. Keep us from darkness and guide us to the light.” Jon opened his eyes and sat back down.
    Everyone resumed talking, except for one person. Riceros Colbert had yet to speak a word at eleven years of age. He wasn’t dull. He could spell and write better than most learned men. He had a peculiar gift for knowledge that was manifested by absorbing everything he heard. He wasn’t worried about what he was going to say like most people, he just listened. The Count believed he surpassed every one of his brothers in book intelligence, but for some strange reason he just wouldn’t talk.
    Mouth-watering smells beautifully intertwined in the dining room air. The servants began to send the shared cuisine around. First up was a roasted pig, smothered in mushrooms and spring onions with their long green tops. Next the mushrooms and carrots arrived, roasted to perfection. Red skinned potatoes were mixed in as well to finish off the delicious meal. It was the perfect sampling of what early spring harvest had to offer in Riverfront, Mattingly. Riceros smashed a couple of apples to a piece of pork and enjoyed it. Riceros ate his food and listened as usual.
    “Family, there are matters we need to discuss. I will need to go to Gama Traka for a few weeks this summer, and Krys, I bid that you go with me. I shall introduce you to the land of my friend, Anders Ahitni. You know him from his visits here,” Jon Colbert announced.
    His wife immediately responded, “Why, why do you have to go there now?”
    “I just