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Naked Empire :: Goodkind Terry
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"I don't think he did decide to reveal himself." Richard's intent gray eyes turned toward her. "I think it was an accident."
"How could it be an accident?"
"If it's someone using the races to track us, and he can somehow see us-"
"See us how?"
"I don't know. See us through the eyes of the races."
"You can't do that with magic."
Richard fixed her with a trenchant look. "Fine. Then what was it?"
Kahlan looked back at the shadows stretching out before them on the buckskin-colored rock, back at the small bleary shapes moving around the shadow of her head, like flies around a corpse. "I don't know. You were saying?.. About someone using the races to track us, to see us?"
"I think," Richard said, "that someone is watching us, through the races or with their aid-or something like that-and they can't really see everything. They can't see clearly."
"So?"
"So, since he can't see with clarity, I think maybe he didn't realize that there was a sandstorm. He didn't anticipate what the blowing sand would reveal. I don't think he intended to give himself away." Richard looked over at her again. "I think he made a mistake. I think he showed himself accidentally."
Kahlan let out a measured, exasperated breath. She had no argument for such a preposterous notion. It was no wonder he hadn't told her the full extent of his theory. She had been thinking, when he said the races were tracking them, that probably a web had been cast and then some event had triggered it-most likely Cara's innocent touch-and that spell had then attached to them, causing the races to follow that marker of magic. Then, as Jennsen had suggested, someone was simply watching where the races were in order to get a pretty good idea of where Richard and Kahlan were. Kahlan had thought of it in terms of the way Darken Rahl had once hooked a tracer cloud to Richard in order to know where they were. Richard wasn't thinking in terms of what had happened before; he was looking at it through the prism of a Seeker.
There were still a number of things about Richard's notion that didn't make sense to her, but she knew better than to discount what he thought simply because she had never heard of such a thing before.
"Maybe it's not a 'he, " she finally said. "Maybe it's a she. Maybe a Sister of the Dark."
Richard gave her another look, but this one was more worry than anything else. "Whoever it is-whatever it is-I don't think it can be anything good.
"I don't think he did decide to reveal himself." Richard's intent gray eyes turned toward her. "I think it was an accident."
"How could it be an accident?"
"If it's someone using the races to track us, and he can somehow see us-"
"See us how?"
"I don't know. See us through the eyes of the races."
"You can't do that with magic."
Richard fixed her with a trenchant look. "Fine. Then what was it?"
Kahlan looked back at the shadows stretching out before them on the buckskin-colored rock, back at the small bleary shapes moving around the shadow of her head, like flies around a corpse. "I don't know. You were saying?.. About someone using the races to track us, to see us?"
"I think," Richard said, "that someone is watching us, through the races or with their aid-or something like that-and they can't really see everything. They can't see clearly."
"So?"
"So, since he can't see with clarity, I think maybe he didn't realize that there was a sandstorm. He didn't anticipate what the blowing sand would reveal. I don't think he intended to give himself away." Richard looked over at her again. "I think he made a mistake. I think he showed himself accidentally."
Kahlan let out a measured, exasperated breath. She had no argument for such a preposterous notion. It was no wonder he hadn't told her the full extent of his theory. She had been thinking, when he said the races were tracking them, that probably a web had been cast and then some event had triggered it-most likely Cara's innocent touch-and that spell had then attached to them, causing the races to follow that marker of magic. Then, as Jennsen had suggested, someone was simply watching where the races were in order to get a pretty good idea of where Richard and Kahlan were. Kahlan had thought of it in terms of the way Darken Rahl had once hooked a tracer cloud to Richard in order to know where they were. Richard wasn't thinking in terms of what had happened before; he was looking at it through the prism of a Seeker.
There were still a number of things about Richard's notion that didn't make sense to her, but she knew better than to discount what he thought simply because she had never heard of such a thing before.
"Maybe it's not a 'he, " she finally said. "Maybe it's a she. Maybe a Sister of the Dark."
Richard gave her another look, but this one was more worry than anything else. "Whoever it is-whatever it is-I don't think it can be anything good.