Wizard's First Rule - Terry Goodkind [30]
“No, it shouldn’t. It was almost as if when I thought back to what I had seen, someone was waiting to pull me back. I fear if you hadn’t been here, I might have been lost there. In the darkness, I saw a light. Something you did brought me back.”
Richard picked up the spoon while he thought. “Maybe just that you weren’t alone.”
Kahlan gave a weak shrug. “Maybe.”
“I only have one spoon. We can share it.” He took a spoonful of soup and blew on it before tasting it. “Not my best work, but it’s better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.” That had the desired effect: she smiled. He gave her the spoon.
“If I’m to help you to stay ahead of the next quad, to stay alive, I need answers. And I don’t think we have much time.”
She nodded. “I understand. It’s all right.”
He let her eat some soup before he went on. “So what happened after the boundaries went up? What about the great wizard?”
Before handing him the spoon she took a piece of sausage. “One more thing happened before they went up. While the great wizard was holding the magic at bay, Panis Rahl took a final revenge. He sent a quad out of D’Hara…. They killed the wizard’s wife, and his daughter.”
Richard stared at her. “What did the wizard do to Rahl?”
“He held Rahl’s magic back and held him in D’Hara until just as the boundary was going up. At that very moment he sent a ball of wizard’s fire through it, letting it touch death, to give it the power of both worlds. Then the boundaries were there.”
Richard had never heard of wizard’s fire, but he didn’t think it required an explanation. “So what happened to Panis Rahl?”
“Well, the boundaries were there, so no one can say for sure, but I don’t think anyone would have traded their lot for that of Panis Rahl.”
Richard gave her the spoon, and she ate some more while he tried to imagine the righteous wrath of a wizard. After a few bites she gave back the spoon and continued.
“At first everything was fine, but then the council of the Midlands started taking actions the great wizard said were corrupt. Something to do with the magic. He found out the council had reneged on agreements about how the power of magic was to be controlled. He told them that their greed and the things they were doing would lead to worse horrors than those put down in the wars. They thought they knew better than he how the magic should be managed. They made a political appointment of a very important position that was a wizard’s and a wizard’s alone to fill. He was furious, he told them the position was one for which only a wizard could find the right person, and the appointment only a wizard’s to make. The great wizard had trained other wizards, but in their greed, these others sided with the council. He was enraged. He said his wife and daughter had died for nothing. As punishment, the great wizard told them he would do the worst thing possible to them; he would leave them to suffer the consequence of their actions.”
Richard smiled. That sounded like something Zedd would say.
“He said that if they knew so well how things were to be done, they did not need him. He refused to help them further, and vanished. But as he left, he cast a wizard’s web…”
“What’s that, a wizard’s web?”
“It is a spell a wizard casts. As he left, he cast a wizard’s web over everyone, making them forget his name, even what he looked like. So that is why no one knows what his name is or who he is.”
Kahlan tossed a stick in the fire, staring off into her thoughts. He went back to eating soup while he waited for her go on with the story. After a few minutes, she did.
“At the beginning of last winter, the movement started.”
He backed the spoonful of soup away from his mouth as he looked up. “What movement?”
“The Darken Rahl movement. It seemed to spring up out of nowhere. All of a sudden crowds of people in the bigger cities were chanting his name, calling him ‘Father Rahl,’ calling him the greatest man of peace that ever lived. The strange thing is, he is the son of Panis Rahl, from D’Hara, on the other side of the boundary,