Temple of the Winds

CHAPTER 8

Kahlan forced a smile. "Good, then. You'll stay. It will be. . nice, to have you stay for a visit. We'll talk, you and I. About Richard. I mean. I'd like to hear your stories about him growing up." She realized she must sound like she was babbling, and made herself stop. Nadine beamed. "I can sleep in the bid?" "Don't be silly. Of course in the bed. Where else?" "I have a blanket, and could sleep on the carpet so as not to-" "No. I won't have it. I've invited you to stay. I want you to feel at home, just like other guests who use this room."

Nadine giggled. "Then I'd be sleeping on the floor. I sleep on a pallet on the floor in the back room above our shop."

"Well," Kahlan said, "here you will sleep in the bed." Kahlan glanced at Cara before going on. "Later, I'll show you around the palace, if you'd like, but for now, why don't you just unpack some of your things and have a rest while Cara and I go see to some important business." "What business?" Cara asked.

The woman is as silent as a stone through all this, Kahlan thought, and now she has to ask questions. "Marlin business."

"Lord Rahl told us to stay away from Marlin."

"He's an assassin sent to kill Richard. There are things I need to know." "I want to come, too, then." Nadine said. She looked back and forth between Kahlan and Cara. "I can't imagine anyone wanting to kill a person, much less Richard. I want to see what such a person looks like. I want to look into his eyes."

Kahlan emphatically shook her head. "It's not something you want to see. We need to question him. and it isn't likely to be pleasant." "Really?" Cara asked, her voice brightening. "Why?" Nadine asked. "What do you mean?"

Kahlan held up a finger. "Enough. I say this for your own good; Marlin is dangerous and I don't want you down there. You are a guest. Please respect my wishes while you are a guest in my home." Nadine studied the floor at her feet. 'Of course. Forgive me." "I will tell the guards that you are a guest, and if you would like anything-to have some of your things washed, a bath. anything-just ask and they will see that someone from the staff helps you. I'll be back after a while and we can have dinner. We'll talk over dinner."

Nadine turned to her bag on the bed. "Sure. I didn't mean to meddle. I don't want to be in the way." Kahlan hesitantly touched a hand to The back of Nadine's shoulder. "I didn't mean to sound like I was ordering you around. This business with someone trying to hurt Richard just has me on edge, that's all. I'm sorry I nearly bit your head off. You're a guest. Please enjoy our home as your own." Nadine smiled over her shoulder. "I understand. Thanks." She really was a beautiful young woman: attractive figure and face, and an innocent quality, despite what truths Kahlan feared she danced around. Kahlan could easily see why Richard would have beer attracted to her.

She wondered at what random wisp of fate had matched Richard with her, instead of this one. Whatever the reason, she thanked the good spirits that it was so, and prayed fervently that it would remain so More than anything, Kahlan wanted this perfidious gift from Shota to vanish. She wanted this tempting, beautiful, dangerous young woman away from Richard, to just send Nadine away. If only she could do so.

After telling the guards that Nadine was a guest, and once Kahlan and Cara had descended the carpeted stairs at the far end of the hall and were alone on the richly appointed landing, Cara seized Kahlan's arm and spun her around to a halt. "Are you crazy!" "What are you talking about?"

Cara gritted her teeth as she leaned closer. "A witch woman sends your man a wedding gift-it's the bride, and you invite her to stay!"

Kahlan rubbed a thumb against the round, polished sphere of ironwood topping the newel post. "I had to. Isn't it obvious?"

"What is obvious to me is that you should have done as the little strumpet suggested; you should have shaved her bald and sent her away in the back of a manure wagon."

"She's a victim in this, too. She is Shota's pawn."

"Her tongue has a distaste for the truth. She still wants your man. If you can't see that in her eyes, then you aren't the wise woman I thought you to be."

"Cara, I trust Richard. I know he loves me. If there's one thing at the core of Richard's way of looking at things, it's trust and loyalty. I know my heart is safe in his hands.

"How would it look if I acted like a jealous woman and sent Nadine away? If I don't show my trust in him, then I'm not honoring his loyalty to me. I can't afford to even appear to betray his trust in me."

Cara's scowl didn't so much as soften. "That bucket won't carry water for me. All that may be true, but that isn't why you asked Nadine to stay. You want to strangle her as much as I do, I can see it in your green eyes."