The Training Of A Mord-sith Takes Years

Do You Hate Me Because I Have Magic?" "of Course Not." "do You Love Me Despite My Magic?" He Thought A Minute. "no. I Love Everything About You, And Your Magic Is Part Of You. That Was How I Got Past The Confessor's Magic. If I Had Loved You Despite Your Power, I Wouldn't Have Been Accepting You For Who You Are. Your Magic Would Have Destroyed Me.

Once Lucky, Twice Confident, And Thrice Dead.

Richard," Kahlan Said, "what About Siddin? Weselan And Savidlin Will Be Worried Sick Over Him." Her Green Eyes Gazed Deep Into His. She Leaned Closer, And Whispered, "and We Have Unfinished Business In The Spirit House. I Believe There Is Still An Apple There We Have Yet To Finish." Her Arm Tightened Around His Waist, And A Little Twist Of A Smile Came To Her Lips. The Shape Of The Smile Caught His Breath In His Throat.

Emotions Are The End Result, The Sum, Of Things Learned

I Add My Oath Of Protection To The Bone,' He Said In A Whisper. 'to You Now And To Any Child You May Bear In The Future. I Would Trade No Day I Spend With You For A Life Of Safe Slavery. I Accepted The Post Of Seeker Of My Own Free Will. And If Darken Rahl Takes The Whole World Into Madness, Then We Will Die With A Sword In Our Hands, Not Chains On Our Wings. We Will Not Allow It To Be Easy For Them To Kill Us; They Will Pay A High Price. We Will Fight With Our Last Breath If Need Be, And In Our Death, Let Us Inflict A Wound On Him That Will Fester Until It Claims Him.