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Faith of the Fallen :: Goodkind Terry
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Kahlan tried to face the thought with composure. "We're ready then?"
His gaze dropped as he nodded.
"Good," Kahlan said, cheerfully. "I'm in the mood for a nice ride. I'd like to see some of the countryside."
He smiled, more convincingly this time, she thought. "You shall have it. And we'll end up at a beautiful place. It's going to take a while to get there, traveling as slow as we must, but it will be worth the journey, you'll see."
Kahlan tried to keep her breathing even. She said his name over and over in her head, telling herself that she would not forget it this time, that she would not forget her own name. She hated forgetting things; it made her feel a fool to learn things she should have remembered but had forgotten. She was going to remember this time.
"Well, do I have to get up and walk? Or are you going to be a gentleman and carry me?"
He bent and kissed her forehead-the one part on her face that the soft touch of his lips would not hurt. He glanced at Cara and tilted his head to signal her to get Kahlan's legs.
"Will those men be drinking a long time?" Kahlan asked.
"It's still midday. Don't worry, we'll be long gone before they ever get back', here."
"I'm sorry, Richard. I know you thought these people from your homeland-"
"They're people, just like everyone else."
She nodded as she fondly stroked the back of his big hand. "Cara gave me some of your herbs. I'll sleep for a long time, so don't go slow on my account-I won't feel it. I don't want you to have to fight all those men."
"I won't be doing any fighting just traveling my forests."
"That's good." Kahlan felt daggers twist in her ribs as her breathing started getting too fast. "I love you, you know. In case I forgot to say it, I love you."
Despite the pain in his gray eyes, he smiled. "I love you, too. Just try to relax. Cara and I will be as gentle as we can. We'll go easy. There's no rush. Don't try to help us. Just relax. You're getting better, so it won't be so hard."
She had been hurt before and knew that it was always better to move yourself because you knew exactly how to do it. But she couldn't move herself this time.
She had come to know that the worst thing when you were hurt was to have someone else move you.
As he leaned over, she slipped her right arm around his neck while he carefully slid his left arm under her shoulders. Being lifted even that much ignited a shock of pain.
Kahlan tried to face the thought with composure. "We're ready then?"
His gaze dropped as he nodded.
"Good," Kahlan said, cheerfully. "I'm in the mood for a nice ride. I'd like to see some of the countryside."
He smiled, more convincingly this time, she thought. "You shall have it. And we'll end up at a beautiful place. It's going to take a while to get there, traveling as slow as we must, but it will be worth the journey, you'll see."
Kahlan tried to keep her breathing even. She said his name over and over in her head, telling herself that she would not forget it this time, that she would not forget her own name. She hated forgetting things; it made her feel a fool to learn things she should have remembered but had forgotten. She was going to remember this time.
"Well, do I have to get up and walk? Or are you going to be a gentleman and carry me?"
He bent and kissed her forehead-the one part on her face that the soft touch of his lips would not hurt. He glanced at Cara and tilted his head to signal her to get Kahlan's legs.
"Will those men be drinking a long time?" Kahlan asked.
"It's still midday. Don't worry, we'll be long gone before they ever get back', here."
"I'm sorry, Richard. I know you thought these people from your homeland-"
"They're people, just like everyone else."
She nodded as she fondly stroked the back of his big hand. "Cara gave me some of your herbs. I'll sleep for a long time, so don't go slow on my account-I won't feel it. I don't want you to have to fight all those men."
"I won't be doing any fighting just traveling my forests."
"That's good." Kahlan felt daggers twist in her ribs as her breathing started getting too fast. "I love you, you know. In case I forgot to say it, I love you."
Despite the pain in his gray eyes, he smiled. "I love you, too. Just try to relax. Cara and I will be as gentle as we can. We'll go easy. There's no rush. Don't try to help us. Just relax. You're getting better, so it won't be so hard."
She had been hurt before and knew that it was always better to move yourself because you knew exactly how to do it. But she couldn't move herself this time.
She had come to know that the worst thing when you were hurt was to have someone else move you.
As he leaned over, she slipped her right arm around his neck while he carefully slid his left arm under her shoulders. Being lifted even that much ignited a shock of pain.