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Faith of the Fallen :: Goodkind Terry
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"Where does he work?" Kahlan asked.
"At the site."
"Site? What site?"
Kamil gestured into the distance. "Out at the emperor's new palace they're building. Tomorrow's the big dedication."
"The new palace is done?"
"Oh, no. It's years and years from being done. It's only started, really. But they are going to dedicate it to the Creator, now. A lot of people have come to Altur'Rang for the ceremony."
"Richard is a laborer helping build the palace?"
Kamil nodded. "He's a carver. At least, he is now. He used to work at Ishaq's transport company, but then he got arrested-"
Kahlan seized him by the shirt. "He was arrested? They. . tortured him?"
Kamil's eyes turned away from her frantic expression.
"I gave Nicci my money so she could get in to see him. She and Ishaq and Victor the blacksmith got him out. He was hurt bad. When he got better, the officials made him take a job carving."
Kamil's words spun through her head. The ones that floated above all the rest were that Richard had recovered.
"He carves statues, now?"
Kamil nodded again. "He carves people in stone to decorate the walls of the palace. He helps me with my own carvings. I can show you, out back."
Wonder of wonders. Richard carving. But all the carvings they had seen in the Old World were grotesque. Richard would not like to carve such ugliness. Obviously, he had no choice.
"Maybe later." Kahlan rubbed her fingers across her brow as she considered what to do. "Can you take me there, now? To the site where Richard works?"
"Yes, if you'd like. But don't you want to wait to see if he comes home, first? He may be home soon."
"You said he works at night, sometimes."
"For the last few months, he worked at night a lot. He's carving some special statue for them." Kamil's face brightened. "He told me to go tomorrow to see it. With the dedication tomorrow, it may be he's still finishing it. I've never seen where he works, but Victor, the blacksmith, may know."
"We should go see this blacksmith, then."
Kamil scratched his head again as his expression turned to disappointment. "But the blacksmith will be gone for the night."
"Is there anyone else out there, now?"
"There may be a lot of people there. Crowds go out there to see the place-I've gone out there myselfand tonight there may be more than usual, because of tomorrow's ceremony."
That might be just what they needed.
"Where does he work?" Kahlan asked.
"At the site."
"Site? What site?"
Kamil gestured into the distance. "Out at the emperor's new palace they're building. Tomorrow's the big dedication."
"The new palace is done?"
"Oh, no. It's years and years from being done. It's only started, really. But they are going to dedicate it to the Creator, now. A lot of people have come to Altur'Rang for the ceremony."
"Richard is a laborer helping build the palace?"
Kamil nodded. "He's a carver. At least, he is now. He used to work at Ishaq's transport company, but then he got arrested-"
Kahlan seized him by the shirt. "He was arrested? They. . tortured him?"
Kamil's eyes turned away from her frantic expression.
"I gave Nicci my money so she could get in to see him. She and Ishaq and Victor the blacksmith got him out. He was hurt bad. When he got better, the officials made him take a job carving."
Kamil's words spun through her head. The ones that floated above all the rest were that Richard had recovered.
"He carves statues, now?"
Kamil nodded again. "He carves people in stone to decorate the walls of the palace. He helps me with my own carvings. I can show you, out back."
Wonder of wonders. Richard carving. But all the carvings they had seen in the Old World were grotesque. Richard would not like to carve such ugliness. Obviously, he had no choice.
"Maybe later." Kahlan rubbed her fingers across her brow as she considered what to do. "Can you take me there, now? To the site where Richard works?"
"Yes, if you'd like. But don't you want to wait to see if he comes home, first? He may be home soon."
"You said he works at night, sometimes."
"For the last few months, he worked at night a lot. He's carving some special statue for them." Kamil's face brightened. "He told me to go tomorrow to see it. With the dedication tomorrow, it may be he's still finishing it. I've never seen where he works, but Victor, the blacksmith, may know."
"We should go see this blacksmith, then."
Kamil scratched his head again as his expression turned to disappointment. "But the blacksmith will be gone for the night."
"Is there anyone else out there, now?"
"There may be a lot of people there. Crowds go out there to see the place-I've gone out there myselfand tonight there may be more than usual, because of tomorrow's ceremony."
That might be just what they needed.