Faith of the Fallen

"Where's Richard? Cara wouldn't say a word." She looked up into Kahlan's eyes. "Dear Creator," she whispered. "What's wrong? What's happened? Where's Richard?"

Kahlan finally managed to unclench her teeth. "One of your Sisters took him."

Ann pushed her scarves back off her gray hair and took ahold of Kahlan's arm again. The top of Ann's head came up only to Kahlan's chest, but she looked at least twice as wide.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean, a Sister took him? Which Sister?"

"Nicci," Kahlan growled.

Ann pulled back. "Nicci. ."

Sister Alessandra gasped. "Sister Nicci?" She crossed both hands over her heart. "Sister Nicci isn't one of Ann's. Nicci is a Sister of the Dark."

"Oh, I'm well aware of that," Kahlan said.

"We have to go get him back," Ann said. "At once. He's not safe with her."

"There's no telling what Nicci might-" Sister Alessandra's mouth snapped shut.

The wind carried a sparkling gust into their faces, momentarily whiting out the red dawn. Kahlan blinked the snow away. Cara, in her red leather with both a cloak and her heavy fur mantle over top, ignored it. The other two women brushed their heavy woolen mittens across their eyes.

"Kahlan, everything will be all right," Ann said in a reassuring voice.

"Tell us, now, what's happened? Tell us everything. Is he hurt?"

Kahlan swallowed against her rising rage. "Nicci used what she called a maternity spell on me."

Ann's mouth fell open. Sister Alessandra gasped again.

"Are you sure?" Ann asked in a careful tone. "Are you sure that was what it was? How do you know for sure?"

"She slammed some kind of magic into me. I've never heard of such a spell. All I know is that it was definitely powerful magic and she said it was called a maternity spell. She said that it connects us, somehow, through that magic."

Alessandra took a step forward. "That doesn't make it a maternity spell."

"When Cara used her Agiel on Nicci," Kahlan said, "it dropped me to my knees just the same as if Cara had used the Agiel on me."

Ann and Alessandra shared a silent look.

"But. . but, if she were to. ." Ann stammered.

Kahlan voiced what Ann was trying to say without saying it. "If she were to desire it, Nicci could snip that cord of magic, and 1 would die.

That was the means by which she captured Richard. She promised I would live if Richard went with her. Richard surrendered himself into slavery to save my life."

"It can't be," Ann said, touching mitten-covered fingers to her chin.

"Nicci wouldn't know how to use such an unusual spell-she's too young.

Besides, such a rare spell requires great power. She must have done something else and just said that it was a maternity spell. Nicci couldn't do a maternity spell."

"Yes, she could," Sister Alessandra said in reluctant disagreement.

"She has the power and ability. It would only have required someone with the specialized knowledge teaching her. Nicci doesn't have any great passion for magic, but she is as able as they come."

"Lidmila. ." Ann whispered to Alessandra in sudden realization.

"Jagang has Lidmila.»

Kahlan turned a suspicious glare on Sister Alessandra. "And how do you know so much more about Nicci's ability than the Prelate herself?"

Sister Alessandra gathered her open cloak back together. Her face lost its warmth and reverted to a scowl-this time, though, with bitterness in the set of her mouth.

"I brought Nicci in to the Palace of the Prophets when she was but a child. I was responsible for her upbringing, and I guided her training in the use of her gift; I know her better than anyone. I know her darker powers because I, too, was a Sister of the Dark. I'm the one who brought her to the Keeper."

Kahlan could feel herself rocking with the force of her hammering heart. "So, you, too, are a Sister of the Dark."

"Was," Ann said, lifting a cautionary hand before Kahlan.

"The Prelate came into Jagang's camp and rescued me. Not just from Jagang, but from the Keeper, too. I once again serve the Light." The incandescent smile again transformed Alessandra's face. "Ann brought me back to the Creator."

As far as Kahlan was concerned, the claim was not worth the effort of confirmation. "How did you find us?"

Ann ignored the terse question. "We must hurry. We must get Richard away from Nicci before she delivers him to Jagang."

Kahlan kept her glare on Alessandra while she answered Ann. "She isn't taking him to Jagang. She said she isn't acting on behalf of His Excellency, but on behalf of herself. Those were her words. She said she had removed Jagang's ring from her lip and that she wasn't afraid of him."

"Did she say why, then, she was taking Richard?" Ann asked. "Or, at least, where?"

Kahlan moved her scrutiny back to Ann. "She said she was taking him into oblivion."

"Oblivion!" Ann gasped.

"I asked you a question," Kahlan said, anger seeping into her voice.

"How did you find us?"