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Naked Empire :: Goodkind Terry
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He had already figured itout? How curious. Nicholas wanted to hear what possible solution could solve such a major hitch in Lord Rahl's plan.
Lord Rahl stretched and yawned. "Look," he said, "I'm exhausted. I can't stand up anymore. I need to get some rest before I lay it all out for you. It's complicated, so I'd better wait until just before we leave.
"Wake me up two hours before dawn, and I'll explain the whole thing, then."
"Two hours before dawn," Tom repeated in confirmation of the orders.
Nicholas was furious. He wanted to hear it now. He wanted to know the wonderful, fabulous, complicated plan.
Lord Rahl gestured to his delicious companion, the one named Cara, and then to several of the young men. "Why don't you come with me and get some sleep while the rest finish their meal."
As they started away, Lord Rahl turned back. "Jennsen, I want you to keep Betty here, with you. Make sure she stays here. I need some sleep; I don't need the smell of goat to wake me up."
"Am I going with you in the morning, Richard?" the one called Jennsen asked.
"Yes. You play an important part in the plan." Lord Rahl yawned again.
"I'll explain after I've slept. Don't forget, Tom. Two hours before dawn."
Tom nodded. "I will wake you myself, Lord Rahl."
Nicholas would be there as well, to watch, to hear the final piece of Lord Rahl's plan. Nicholas could hardly stand to wait that long. He would be there early. He would hear every word of it.
And then, Nicholas would have a surprise waiting for Richard Rahl when he and his men came for a visit.
Maybe neither the poison nor his gift would take Lord Rahl.
Maybe Nicholas would do it himself.
Her spirit a helpless prisoner of the Slide, Kahlan could do nothing but watch along with him. She was unable to answer Richard's forlorn pleas, unable to cry in sorrow for him, unable to do anything. She ached to be able to hold him in her arms again, to comfort his pain, his heartache.
He was near the end. She knew that. It broke her heart to see his precious life slipping away.
To see his tears.
To hear him cry her name in longing.
To hear him say how much he needed her.
She felt so cold and alone. She loathed the feeling of being adrift.
She desperately wanted to be back in her body. It waited somewhere back in a lonely room in the fortified encampment. Nicholas's body waited there, too.
If only she could get back there.
He had already figured itout? How curious. Nicholas wanted to hear what possible solution could solve such a major hitch in Lord Rahl's plan.
Lord Rahl stretched and yawned. "Look," he said, "I'm exhausted. I can't stand up anymore. I need to get some rest before I lay it all out for you. It's complicated, so I'd better wait until just before we leave.
"Wake me up two hours before dawn, and I'll explain the whole thing, then."
"Two hours before dawn," Tom repeated in confirmation of the orders.
Nicholas was furious. He wanted to hear it now. He wanted to know the wonderful, fabulous, complicated plan.
Lord Rahl gestured to his delicious companion, the one named Cara, and then to several of the young men. "Why don't you come with me and get some sleep while the rest finish their meal."
As they started away, Lord Rahl turned back. "Jennsen, I want you to keep Betty here, with you. Make sure she stays here. I need some sleep; I don't need the smell of goat to wake me up."
"Am I going with you in the morning, Richard?" the one called Jennsen asked.
"Yes. You play an important part in the plan." Lord Rahl yawned again.
"I'll explain after I've slept. Don't forget, Tom. Two hours before dawn."
Tom nodded. "I will wake you myself, Lord Rahl."
Nicholas would be there as well, to watch, to hear the final piece of Lord Rahl's plan. Nicholas could hardly stand to wait that long. He would be there early. He would hear every word of it.
And then, Nicholas would have a surprise waiting for Richard Rahl when he and his men came for a visit.
Maybe neither the poison nor his gift would take Lord Rahl.
Maybe Nicholas would do it himself.
Her spirit a helpless prisoner of the Slide, Kahlan could do nothing but watch along with him. She was unable to answer Richard's forlorn pleas, unable to cry in sorrow for him, unable to do anything. She ached to be able to hold him in her arms again, to comfort his pain, his heartache.
He was near the end. She knew that. It broke her heart to see his precious life slipping away.
To see his tears.
To hear him cry her name in longing.
To hear him say how much he needed her.
She felt so cold and alone. She loathed the feeling of being adrift.
She desperately wanted to be back in her body. It waited somewhere back in a lonely room in the fortified encampment. Nicholas's body waited there, too.
If only she could get back there.