"This is where you wished to travel," the sliph said. "The Jocopo Treasure." Richard looked around the cave, having to duck down because the ceiling was so low. "I don't see any treasure."
"It's in the next room," Kahlan told him. "Someone must be expecting us. They left a torch burning."
"Are you ready to sleep?" Richard asked the sliph. "Yes, master. I look forward to being with my soul."thought of what the sliph was, what the wizards had made her into, gave Kahlan shivers.
"Will it make you-unhappy, when I need to wake you again?" "No, master. I am always ready to please."nodded. 'Thank you for your help. We all are in your debt. Have a good.. sleep."sliph smiled at him as Richard crossed his wrists, closing his eyes, calling the magic.shiny silver face, reflecting the dancing torchlight, softened, melting back into the pool of quicksilver. Richard's fists began to glow. The silver wristbands he wore brightened to such intensity that Kahlan could see the other side of them through his flesh and bone, and the way they touched, they formed into endless twin loops: the symbol for infinity.pool of sparkling silver took on the glow as the sliph sank down into her well, slowly at first, and then with gathering speed, until she vanished into the far darkness below.took the reed torch and the three of them moved out through a wide, low passageway, following the twisting, turning route through dark brown rock, until they came at last to an expansive room.gestured around the room. "The Jocopo Treasure." Richard held the torch up. Torchlight reflected back in thousands of golden sparkles from the room filled with gold in nearly every form, from nuggets and crude ingots to golden statues.
"Well, it isn't hard to see why it's called the Jocopo Treasure," Richard said. He pointed toward the shelves. "Looks like something is missing."saw what he meant. "When I was here before, those shelves were packed full of rolled vellum scrolls." She sniffed the air. "Something else is missing, too. This room was filled with foul air before. It's gone now."remembered how it made her gag and cough, and her head spin, having to breathe the stench. On the floor of the cave was a smoldering heap of ash.swiped the toe of her boot across the ash. "I wonder what happened here.flame of the torch whipped and fluttered as they followed the twisting tunnel up and out into a golden dawn. Thin bands of violet clouds drifted across the sunrise. Luminous gold, more stunning than the Jocopo Treasure, edged the clouds. Verdant grasslands spread out before them, smelling clean and fresh. "It looks like the Azrith Plains in spring," Cara said, "before the high heat of summer bakes it barren."swaths of wildflowers at their feet led in the general direction of the Mud People. Kahlan took Richard's hand. It was a beautiful morning for a walk through the spring grasslands of the wilds. It was a beautiful day to be married. Long before they reached the Mud People's village, they could hear the sound of drums drifting out onto the plains. Laughter and song filled the morning air.
"Sounds like the Mud People are having a banquet," Richard said. "What do you think that's about?"voice sounded uneasy. She felt the same; banquets were usually held to call the spirit ancestors, in preparation for a gathering.met them not far from the village. He was wearing the coyote hide of an elder. His hair was slicked down with sticky mud. He was bare-chested and had on his ceremonial dress of buckskin pants and his finest knife, and he carried his best spear.faced, Chandalen strode forward and slapped Kahlan. "Strength to Confessor Kahlan."caught Cara by the wrist. "Easy," he whispered. "We told you about this. It's the way they greet people."returned the slap, a show of respect for a person's strength. "Strength to Chandalen and the Mud People. It is good to be home." She fingered the coyote hide. "You are an elder, now?"nodded. "Elder Breginderin died of the fever. I was named elder." Kahlan smiled. "A wise choice, them picking you."stood before Richard, appraising him a moment. The two men had once been foes. Chandalen finally slapped Richard, harder than he had Kahlan.
"Strength to Richard with the Temper. It is good to see you again, too. I am happy that you are to marry the Mother Confessor, so that she will not pick Chandalen." Richard returned the slap in kind. "Strength to Chandalen. You have my gratitude, for protecting Kahlan on your journey together." He lifted a hand. "This is our friend and protector, Cara."was a protector of his people, and the term had special meaning to him. He lifted his chin as he looked into her eyes. He slapped her harder than he had slapped either Richard or Kahlan. "Strength to protector Cara."was fortunate that Cara wasn't wearing her armored gloves. As hard as she punched him, she would have broken his jaw. Chandalen grinned when he straightened his neck.
"Strength to Chandalen," she said to him, and then to Richard, "I like this custom."reached out and ran a finger over a few of Chandalen's scars. "Very nice. This one here is excellent. The pain must have been exquisite."frowned at Kahlan and spoke in his language. "What does that last word mean?
' It means that it must have been intense pain, ' Kahlan told him. She had taught Chandalen her language, and he did very well, but he still had some to learn. Chandalen grinned with pride. "Yes, it was very painful. I wept for my mother." Cara lifted an eyebrow to Kahlan. "I like him."looked Cara up and down, taking in the red leather, and the shape of her.
"You have fine breasts." Her Agiel flicked up into her fist.put a restraining hand on Cara's arm. "The Mud People have different customs," she whispered. "To them, it means that you look like a healthy, strong woman, able to bear children and raise them to be healthy. To them, this is a strictly proper compliment." She leaned closer, lowering her voice so that Chandalen couldn't hear. "Just don't tell him that you would like to see him with the mud washed out of his hair, or you will be inviting him to give you those children."took in all this, considering Kahlan's words with care. Finally, she turned and, bending over a little, lifted her red leather to expose a nasty scar.
"This one was very painful, like the one you have." Chandalen grunted with knowing appreciation. I had more, on my front, but Lord Rahl made them disappear. It is a shame; some were quite remarkable."and Kahlan followed behind Chandalen and Cara as he showed her his weapons, and they discussed the worst place to be wounded. She was impressed with his knowledge.
"Chandalen," Kahlan asked, "what's going on? Why has a banquet been called?"looked over his shoulder as if she were deranged. "It is a wedding banquet. For your wedding."and Richard shared a look. "But, how did you know we were coming to be married?" Chandalen shrugged. 'The Bird Man told me." As they entered the village, they were surrounded by a Hood of people. Children swept in around them, touching the wandering Mud People, as they called Richard and Kahlan. People they knew came to give them gentle slaps in greeting.was there, clapping Richard on the back, and his wife, Weselan, was hugging and kissing them both. Their son, Siddin, threw his arms around Kahlan's leg, jabbering up at them in his language. It felt so good to ruffle his hair again, Richard and Cara didn't understand any of it; only Chandalen spoke their language.
"We have come to he married, " Kahlan told Weselan. "I brought the beautiful dress you made for me. I hope you remember that I asked you to stand with me. " Weselan beamed. "I remember."saw a man with long silver hair, dressed in buckskin pants and tunic, approaching. She leaned toward Cara. "This is their leader." The Bird Man greeted them with the gentle slaps customary in the village proper. He embraced Kahlan in a fatherly hug. "The fever is over. Our ancestor's spirit must have been a help to you. " Kahlan nodded. "I am glad you are home. It will he good to wed you and Richard with the Temper. Everything is prepared. ' "What did he say?" Richard asked. "Everything is prepared for our wedding."scowled. It makes me nervous when people know things that we haven't told them."
"Richard with the Temper is upset? He is not happy with our preparations?" "No, it's not that," Kahlan said. "Everything is wonderful. It's just that we don't understand how you could know we would be here to he married. We're purled. We didn't know ourselves until just a couple of days ago.Bird Man pointed to one of the open pole structures shaded under a grass roof. "That man over there told us.»
"Really," Richard said, after Kahlan translated, his scowl growing. "Well, I think it's about time we go see this man who seems to know more about us than we do."they turned away, Kahlan caught the Bird Man scratching a cheek to screen a smile.had to work at making their way through the throng. The entire village was out in the open area, celebrating. Musicians and dancers entranced children and adults alike. People paused to talk to Richard and Kahlan as they passed. Young people, especially young girls, who were always painfully shy in the past, now boldly offered congratulations. It was as festive an event as Kahlan had ever seen.various open pole structures where food was being prepared, people, beguiled by the different aromas, crowded around to sample the fare. A contingent of young women carried bowls and platters, and passed around food.saw special women at one of the cook fires preparing a singular offering served only at gatherings. No one congregated to sample it. This dish was presented only by those women, according to strict protocol, and by invitation only.didn't like how close people crowded in around her charges, but she did her best to remain tolerant while at the same time watchful and prepared to react. She wasn't gripping her Agiel, but Kahlan knew that it was never more than a flick away.women were carrying platters of the more traditional food to and from the pole building where the Bird Man had pointed them. Richard, holding Kahlan by the hand, pushed his way through the crowd around the platform.finally made it to the head of the crowd, at the platform. Richard and Kahlan froze in shock. «Zedd-» Richard whispered.in his splendid violet and black robes, the regal effect somewhat diminished by the way his wavy white hair stuck out in its typical disarray, was Richard's grandfather. The rawboned old wizard glanced up from the platform as young women offered him platters of food to sample. A squat woman in a dark dress and cloak sat cross-legged beside him. "Zedd!" Richard bounded onto the platform. Zedd smiled and waved. "Oh, there you are, my boy." "You're alive! I knew you were alive!" "Well, of course I'm-"was all he got out before Richard scooped him up, squeezing so hard that Zedd lost his wind with a whoosh.'s fists beat on Richard's shoulders. "Richard!" he squeaked. "Bags, Richard! You're going to crush me! Leave go!"set him down, only to have Kahlan rush to embrace him. "Richard kept saying you were alive, but I didn't believe him." The woman rose up. "Good to see you, Richard." "Ann? You're alive too!"smiled. "No thanks to your fool grandfather." Her knowing eyes turned to Kahlan. "And this could be none other than the Mother Confessor herself."hugged her before the introductions. Zedd took a bite of a rice cake while he watched.brought Cara forward. She spoke before he had a chance. "I am Lord Rahl's bodyguard."looked to her eyes. "This is Cara, and she is more than a guard. She is our friend. Cara, this is my grandfather, Zedd, and Annalina Aldurren, Prelate of the Sisters of the Light."
"Retired Prelate," Ann said. "Pleased to meet a friend of Richard." Richard turned back to Zedd. "I can't believe you're here. This is the best surprise we could possibly have. But what's this about you knowing we were coming to get married?"spoke with his mouth full. "Read it. Read all about it." "Read it? Where?" "In the Jocopo Treasure."leaned in. "There's writing on all that gold?"waved the rice cake. "No, no, not the gold-the Jocopo Treasure. The prophecies. All those scrolls. They were the Jocopo Treasure. We burned them to keep them out of the hands of the Imperial Order. I read a few, before I destroyed them. That's where I read the prophecy about you two being married. Ann figured out the day. She's quite knowledgeable about prophecy."
"Well, it wasn't a difficult prophecy," Ann said. "None of them were. That was why they were so dangerous, if Jagang had captured them. He nearly did." "So, you two came to destroy the prophecies?" Richard asked. "Yes." Zedd threw up his hands with a huff, "Oh, but a terrible time of it we've had, though." "Yes, just terrible," Ann confirmed.shook a sticklike finger at Richard. "While you've been larking about in Aydindril, we've had real trouble." "Trouble? What sort of trouble?" "Awful trouble," Ann said.
"Yes," Zedd agreed. "We were captured, and held in the most horrid of condi- tions. It was awful. Simply awful. We barely got away with our lives." "Who captured you?" "The Nangtong." Kahlan cleared her throat. "The Nangtong? Why would the Nangtong capture you?"tugged his robes straight. "They were going to sacrifice us. Human sacrifices, we almost were. We were in mortal danger the entire time."squinted skeptically. "The Nangtong are daring to engage in their forbidden rites?"
"Something about red moons," Zedd offered. "They feared the worst, and were only trying to protect themselves."cocked her head. "Nonetheless, I will have to pay them a visit and see to this."
"You could have been killed," Richard said.
"Piffle. A wizard and a sorceress are smarter than a wandering band of Nangtong. Aren't we, Ann?" Ann blinked. "Well-"
"Well, yes, as Ann says, it was more complicated than that." Zedd turned away from her. "But it was just awful, I can assure you. And then we were sold into slavery."'s brow lifted. "Slavery!"
"Indeed. To the Si Doak. We were forced to labor as slaves. But the Si Doak didn't like us, for some reason, something about Ann being unsatisfactory, and they decided to sell us to cannibals." Richard's jaw dropped. "Cannibals?"grinned. "Fortunately, the cannibals turned out to be the Mud People. Chandalen was the one they approached. He knew me, of course, from when we were together before, so he played along, and bought us to get us away from our bondage to the Si Doak."
"And why couldn't you get away from the Si Doak?" Kahlan asked. "You're a wizard. Ann is a sorceress."pointed at his bare wrists. "They put magic wristbands on us. We were helpless." He looked up. "Quite helpless. It was terrible. We were helpless slaves under the lash."
"That sounds dreadful," Richard said. "Then how did you get the bands off?" Zedd threw his arms up. "We couldn't."pressed one hand to his forehead and held the other up. "Well, they're off now."scratched his chin. "Well, now they are. The bands are held on with magic. I-we-were smart enough to know better than to try to use magic. That would have bound them on even harder. We just had to wait, without using magic, until they lost their power. Once we were away from the Si Doak, and were burning the scrolls, they came undone, and fell off." "So, that was your plan all along?" "Of course it was!"nodded. "Trust in the Creator to reveal His plan." Zedd shook a finger up at Richard. "Magic is dangerous, Richard. As you will learn, someday, the hardest part of being a wizard is knowing when not to use magic. This was one of those times.
"We had to find the Jocopo Treasure. With all the currents of trouble about, I knew our best chance would be to do it without magic." He folded his arms. "And it worked, too, thus proving my point."stepped forward. "Many soldiers came toward us." He pointed off toward the southeast. "A large scouting party of men came to get these things that Zedd burned. While he and Ann were burning them, my men and I fought off the enemy.
"A great battle was fought to the west, against the main force of the enemy. This army of the Order was destroyed.
"I went and spoke with a man called Reibisch, and he said that one named Nathan had sent him to destroy our enemy." Richard shook his head. "This is all very confusing."flicked a hand. "Ah, well, you'll learn, someday, Richard. This wizard business is very complicated. Someday, when you decide to do something with your gift, other than sit around with your intended while I'm out risking my neck, then you will see. By the way, what have you been up to, while all the important work has been going on?"
"What have I been up to?" Kahlan smiled as she put a hand on his shoulder while Richard tried to think how to begin. "Ah, well, I'm the Lord Rahl, now, and all."grunted and flopped down on the wooden platform. "Lord Rahl, indeed." He scooped up a roasted pepper. "The paperwork must be grueling."scratched his head while Ann sat down. "Zedd, can you answer something for me? Why are the books in the First Wizard's private enclave stacked up in wobbly columns?"
"It's a telltale, of sorts. I remember how they're stacked, so that if anyone has touched them, I'll know it." Zedd's hazel eyes opened wide. "What? Bags, Richard, what were you doing in there? That's a dangerous place! And how did you get in there?" Zedd pointed at Richard's chest. "That amulet! It's from in there. How did you get in there? Bags, Richard! Where's the Sword of Truth? I entrusted the sword to you! You weren't foolish enough to give it to someone?"
"Uh, well…I couldn't travel in the sliph with it, so I had to leave it in the First Wizard's enclave, so no one could get at it."
"Sliph? What's a sliph? Richard, you're the Seeker. You have to have your sword-it's your weapon. You can't just leave it lying about places."
"When you gave it to me, you told me that the sword was just a tool, and that " it is the Seeker that is the true weapon."
"So I did. But I didn't think you were listening." Zedd peered up at him. "You didn't mess with the books, I hope. You don't know enough to be allowed to read any of them."
"Just one. Tagenricht ost fuer Mosst Verlaschendreck nich Greschlechten." "That's High D'Haran." Zedd dismissed the matter with a wave. "No one knows High D'Haran anymore. At least you can't get into trouble with a book you can't read." Zedd shook his finger. "And you still haven't said how you got in there!
"It wasn't all that hard to get in." The mirth melted from Richard's face. "It was a lot easier than it was getting into the Temple of the Winds."Zedd and Ann shot to their feet. "The Temple of the Winds!" they said as one. "Temple of the Winds Inquisition and Trial-that's what the book was. I've kind of had to learn High D'Haran." Richard put his arm around Kahlan's shoulders. "Jagang sent Sister Amelia there. She entered through something called Betrayer's Hall. She betrayed the Keeper to get in.
"She came back with magic and started a plague. It killed thousands of people. She started it among children-at Jagang's instruction. We watched, helpless, while children and friends died.
"There was no other way. I had to go there to stop the plague, or it would have been a firestorm that would have consumed nearly everyone."of the women who prepared the special meat approached, carrying a tray of neatly arranged dried strips. She offered the tray to Chandalen first: he was an elder, now. Chandalen tore off a bite as he looked up at Richard. Richard knew what the meat was. He took a big piece.had always refused to eat this dish in the past. This time, when offered, she took a piece. Chandalen watched her pull off a bite.took a piece, and then the tray was offered to Ann. Kahlan was going to say something, but Zedd shot her a silencing glance. They ate in silence a moment before Richard asked, "Who is it?" "The commander of the men of the Order who came here and attacked us to get the Jocopo Treasure that Zedd burned." Ann's eyes came up. "You mean..?"
"We fight a battle for our existence," Richard said. "If we lose. we all die. and the man who started a plague among children will rule those still alive. All magic will be eliminated. Those left will be his slaves. The Mud People do this so that they might know the hearts of their enemy, and save their families." Richard glared at her. "Eat it, so that you, too, may know the enemy better." It was not Richard but Lord Rahl who had spoken.watched his eyes for a moment, and then started chewing. They all ate the strip of their enemy's flesh to know him better.
"Sister Amelia," Ann finally whispered. "If she has been to the Temple of the Winds.. she will be beyond dangerous."
"She's dead," Kahlan said, haunted by the memory of it all. When Ann's questioning eyes looked at her, Kahlan added, "Yes, I am sure. I put a sword through her heart. She had a dacra in Nathan's leg. She was going to kill him."
"Nathan!" Ann said. "We must soon be off to find him. Where was this? Where is he?"scowled over at Ann. "We?"
"It was in Tanimura, in the Old World, just after Richard came back from the Temple of the Winds. Nathan helped me save Richard's life by telling me the three chimes."and Ann's eyes widened. They looked as if they had stopped breathing. They finally glanced to each other.
"The three chimes," Ann said in a cautious voice. "You mean, he just mentioned 'the three chimes. He didn't actually tell them to you? He didn't speak them to you?"nodded. «Reechan-» Zedd and Ann threw their hands up. "No!" they yelled together.
"Didn't Nathan tell you that no one without the gift may speak the three chimes aloud?" Ann's face had gone red. "Didn't that crazy old man tell you that!"scowled back. "Nathan is not a crazy old man. He helped me save Richard's life. Without the three chimes, Richard would have died when he came back from the Temple of the Winds. I owe Nathan a great debt. We all do."
"I owe him a collar around his neck," Ann muttered. "Before he causes who knows what catastrophe. Zedd, we must find him. And soon." She lowered her voice to a private whisper. "And we must do something about.. this business."'s eyes turned to Kahlan. "You said them silently, when you did this. You said the three chimes silently. You didn't actually say them aloud. Tell me that you didn't say them aloud."
"I had to. Cara remembered them, and said them. Then I said them aloud a couple of times." Zedd winced. "More than once?"
"Zedd," Ann murmured, "what are we going to do about this?" "Why?" Richard asked. "What's the problem?"
"Nothing you need be concerned about. Just don't say them aloud again. Any of you."
"Zedd," Ann whispered under her breath, "if she has freed-" Zedd lifted a hand out to the side, touching her, silencing her. "What was I supposed to do?" Kahlan asked defensively. "Richard had absorbed the magic from the book Sister Amelia brought back from the winds. He had the plague. He was a breath or two away from death. He would have died within minutes, at the most. Would you have had me let him die instead?"
"Of course not, dear one. You did the right thing." Zedd lifted an eyebrow to Ann as he leaned close. "We will discuss this later."folded her hands. "Of course. You did the only thing you could. We are all grateful, Kahlan. You did well."was looking more serious by the moment. "Bags, Richard, the Temple of the Winds is in the underworld. How did you get in?"looked out over the celebration. "We need to tell you both the story. Some of it, anyway. But this is the day Kahlan and I are to be married." Richard smiled. Kahlan thought it looked forced. "It's a hard story to tell. I'd rather tell you about it on another day. I can't, just now.."stroked a thumb down his smooth jaw. "Of course, Richard, I understand. And you are quite right. Another day. But, the Temple of the Winds.." He lifted a finger, unable to resist asking a question. "Richard, what did you have to leave at the Temple of the Winds in order to return?" Richard shared a long look with his grandfather. "Knowledge." "And what did you take away with you?" "Understanding."encircled a protective arm around both Richard and Kahlan. "Good for you, Richard. Good for you. Good for both of you. You two have earned this day. Let's put this other business aside for now, and let us celebrate the joy of your marriage."70enjoyed the company of friends and loved ones the whole day. talking and laughing, celebrating together with the Mud People. Kahlan did her best to try to ignore the way her low-cut blue wedding dress displayed her breasts. It was hard, with the way people kept coming up to her and telling her that she had fine breasts. Richard wanted to know what they were saying all the time. She thought it best to lie; she told him that they were saying that her dress was beautiful. As the sun turned the sky golden, it was at last time.gripped Richard's hand as if it were the only thing holding her on the ground. Richard had trouble keeping his eyes off her in her blue wedding dress. Every time he looked at her, a helpless smile took him.'s heart swelled with joy, seeing how much he liked the dress Weselan had made for her. She had for so long dreamed of wearing it, dreamed of this moment. She had hoped so often, with all her heart, that this day would come. She had feared so often that it never would. So many times, something had happened, delaying this moment. Now, it was happening.mimicked the Mud People's words, not realizing that he was saying how fine he thought her breasts looked; he thought he was telling her how beautiful her dress looked. Everyone grinned with satisfaction when he spoke the words in their language, happy that he agreed with them. Kahlan could feel her face turning red.looked magnificent in his black and gold war wizard's uniform. Every time Kahlan looked at him, a smile took her. She was marrying Richard. At last. Her knees trembled under the blue dress., standing behind, gave her a reassuring touch. Weselan, at Kahlan's side, beamed with pride. Savidlin stood to the far side of Richard, beaming just as much. Zedd and Ann stood behind. Zedd was eating something.silently prayed to the good spirits that, this time, nothing would go wrong, and that it would at last happen. She couldn't help worrying that it would be taken from her, yet again.Bird Man straightened before them, clasping his hands. Behind him, the entire Mud People village spread out before the wedding party to hear the vows.all had fallen silent, the Bird Man began, and Kahlan's fear began to melt away. to be replaced with joyous anticipation. As the Bird Man spoke, Chandalen, at his side, said the words in the language Richard and some of the others could understand.
"These two people have not been born Mud People, hut they have proven themselves to he one of us. in their strength, and in their hearts. They have bound themselves to us, and us to them. They have been our friends, and our protectors. That they would wish lo be wedded as Mud People proves their hearts.
"As members of our people, these two have chosen not only to be wedded before those of this world, but before the next, and in so doing, have called the spirits of our ancestors to be with us on this day to smile on this joining. We welcome our ancestors into our hearts to share our joy.»'s hand tightened around hers, and she realized that he was sharing her thoughts: it was real, at last, and it was as they both had always dreamed-except it was better than she could ever have imagined.
"Both of you are Mud People, and are bound not only by your words before your people, but by your own hearts. These are simple words, but in simple things, there is great power. ' He met Richard's eyes.
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