Naked Empire

Hundreds of thousands would be out in the elements without shelter. There would be little food, and no ability to prepare for winter. When the weather turned harsh, they would perish in droves.

As civilization crumbled and starvation became the norm, disease would sweep across the land, catching up those on the run. Families would collapse as those they depended on suffered agonizingly slow and painful deaths.

Children and the weak would be alone, to be preyed upon as a source of food for the starving.

Kahlan knew what such widespread disease was like. She knew what it was to watch people dying by the thousands. She had seen it happen in Aydindril when the plague was there. She saw scores stricken without warning. She had watched the old, the young-such good people- contract something they could not fight, watched them suffer in misery for days before they died.

Richard had been stricken with that plague. Unlike everyone else, though, he had gotten it knowingly. Taking the plague deliberately had been the price to get back to her. He had traded his life just to be with her again before he died.

That had been a time beyond horror.

Kahlan knew, firsthand, savage desperation. It was then that she had taken the only chance available to her to save his life. It was then that she had loosed the chimes. That act had saved Richard's life. She hadn't known at the time that it would also be a catalyst that would set unforeseen events into motion.

Because of her desperate act, the boundary to this empire had lost its power and failed. Because of her, all magic might eventually fail.

Now, because of that boundary failing, the Wizard's Keep, their last bastion to work a solution against the Order, was in terrible jeopardy.

Kahlan felt as if it was all her fault.

The world was on the brink of destruction. Civilization stood at the threshold of obliteration in the name of the Order's mindless idea of a greater good. The Order demanded sacrifice to that greater good; what they were determined to sacrifice was reason, and, therefore, civilization itself. Madness had cast its shadow across the world and would have them all.

They now stood in the edge of the shadow of a dark age. They were all on the eve of the end times.

Kahlan couldn't say that, though. She couldn't tell them how she felt.

She dared not reveal her despair.

"Richard, we simply can't allow the Order to capture the Keep." Kahlan could hardly believe how calm and determined her voice sounded. She wondered if anyone else would believe that she thought they still stood a chance. "We have to stop them."

"I agree," Richard said.

He sounded determined, too. She wondered if he saw in her eyes the true depths of her despair.

"First," he said, "the easy part: Nicci and Victor. We have to tell them that we can't come now. Victor needs to know what we would say to him.

He will need to know that we agree with his plans-that he must proceed and that he can't wait for us. We've talked with him; he knows what to do. Now, he must do it, and Priska must know that he has to help.

"Nicci needs to know where we're going. She needs to know that we believe we've discovered the cause of the warning beacon. She has to know where we are."

He left unsaid that she had to come to help him if he couldn't get to her because his gift was killing him.

"She needs to know, too," Richard said, "that we only had a chance to read part of her warning about what Jagang was doing with the Sisters of the Dark in creating weapons out of people."

Everyone's eyes widened. They hadn't read the letter.

"Well," Kahlan said, "with all the other problems we have, at least that's one we won't have to deal with for now."

"We have that much on our side," Richard agreed. He gestured to the man watching, the man waiting for Kahlan to command him. "We'll send him to Victor and Nicci so they will know everything."

"And then what?" Cara asked.

"I want Kahlan to command him that when he's finished with carrying out that part of his orders, he's then to go north and find the Imperial Order army. I want him to pretend to be one of them to get close enough to assassinate Emperor Jagang."

Kahlan knew how implausible such a scheme was. By the way everyone stared in astonishment, they had a good idea, too.

"Jagang has layers of men to protect him from assassination," Jenn-sen said. "He's always surrounded by special guards. Regular soldiers can't even get close to him."

"Do you really think he has any chance at all to accomplish such a thing?" Kahlan asked.

"No," Richard admitted. "The Order will most likely kill him before he can get to Jagang. But he will be driven by the need to fulfill your orders.