Temple of the Winds

Richard glared at the spirit of his father. "Back to my world." "There is nothing for you there. Kahlan, your true love, is married to another man. She has sworn an oath to him before the spirits." "You could never understand why I'm going back." "Kahlan is married to my son, Drefan. You cannot have her now." "That is not why I'm going back."

"Then why leave this place? The world of life will be empty for you now." Richard stalked past the spirit of his father. He didn't have to explain his reasons to the one who had caused so much grief. Denna glided along beside Richard. At the doors. Darken Rahl appeared again, blocking the way. "You may not leave." "You can't stop me." "Oh, yes, my son, I can." "You must let him pass," Denna said. "Only if he agrees to the terms." Richard turned to Denna. "What's he talking about?"

"The spirits set the requirements for your path into our world. Because it was your unique path here. Darken Rahl was called upon and given commensurate sway over your price for coming here, your sacrifice to come here. Darken Rahl set the more onerous of the sacrifices, such as Drefan marrying Kahlan. If one who participated in your coming so chooses, this spirit also has the right to set requirements if you are to leave."

"I will simply banish him," Richard said. "I know how to do that, now. I can banish him from the winds, and then leave."

"It is not that simple," Denna said. "You traveled from the world of life, through the underworld, to this place within the world of souls. You must return through the underworld. The spirits can set a price. It must, however, be one that is fair, in view of the forces and worlds involved, and it must be a price within your ability to satisfy."

Richard ran his fingers back through his hair. "And I must pay?"

"If he names a price within the edicts, then you must. if you are to return to, your world."

Smiling that vile smile of his. Darken Rahl glided closer. "I only have two small, insignificant requirements. Meet them, and you may return to your brother, Drefan, and his wife."

Richard glared. "Name them, but if you set the price too high, and I choose not to pay it and remain here instead, then I swear I will devote my eternity to making your soul twist in torment. And you know I can do it-the winds have taught me how."

"Then I guess you will have to decide just how important this is to you, my son. I think you will pay it."

Richard didn't want to tell him how important it was, or the price would climb. "Name the price, and I will decide if I will pay it. I was willing to stay here, I may yet decide to do so."

Darken Rahl came closer, close enough that the pain of his spirit coruscation was almost enough to make Richard back away. He willed himself to hold his ground, without a shield of magic.

"Oh, the price is going to be high, indeed, but I think you will pay it. I know you, Richard. I know your foolish heart. Even this price, you will pay for her."

Darken Rahl did indeed know Richard's heart. Darken Rahl, after all, was the one who had almost destroyed it. "Name the price or be gone."

"First, the knowledge of the Temple of the Winds was not yours before you came to this place. You will return as you came-without the knowledge you acquired here. Back in your world, you will be as you were before you left it." Richard had expected as much. "Agreed."

"Oh, very good, my son. How eager, how earnest, you are. Will you agree to the second requirement so readily?" His smile seemed as if it would strip flesh from bone. "I wonder." His voice went on in a lethal hiss.

When Darken Rahl named the second requirement, Richard's knees nearly buckled.

"Can he do that?" Richard could manage no more than a whisper. "Can he demand that?"

Denna stared back with somber, spirit eyes. "Yes."

Richard turned away from the two spirits. Head bent, he pressed his hand over his eyes. "It is that important to me," he whispered. "I agree to the price."

"I knew you would." Darken Rahl's malevolent laugh echoed the length of the Temple of the Winds. "I knew that even this, you would pay for her."

Richard gathered his senses. He slowly turned, lifting his hand toward the evil spirit.

"And with this price, you have shown me your barren spirit. In that, dear father, you have made a mistake, for I can now use that emptiness against you."

The laughter died out. "You have agreed to the price I have set within my right and power. You can do nothing but banish me from the winds, and that will not negate the price; the world of souls will enforce it, now that it is named and accepted."

"So they will," Richard said. "But you will taste my revenge for all you have done, including the price you have demanded, when you could have stopped with the first as fair."