He realized only after seeing the tense concern in her expression that it must have sounded absurd saying that there was something wrong with the air. “Lord Rahl,” she finally asked, “is something wrong?”

That still left uncountable volumes written in their own language for Cara to review.Ĭara watched him as he peered around at the paneled walls, his gaze passing methodically over the ornamental oddities on the shelves: the lacquered boxes with inlaid silver designs, the small figures of dancers carved from bone, the smooth stones lying in velvet-lined boxes, and the decorative glass vases. One of the other Mord-Sith, Berdine, could read High D’Haran and had in the past been very helpful with things written in the ancient language often found in rare books, but Berdine was far away at the People’s Palace. Since she was able to stay right there in the room with him, she’d had no objections to reading the books he’d given her. Cara rarely complained about anything as long as it didn’t in any way prevent her from protecting him. Whatever she could find out about the ancient times when the Chainfire book had been written might prove helpful. Richard had asked her to read several historical volumes he’d found. He knew only that it was deep in the night.Ĭara, not far away behind him, stood up from the thickly padded brown leather chair where she, too, had been reading. There were no windows in the small reading room, so he didn’t know what it was like outside-if it was clear, or windy, or stormy. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was that could be the cause of such an odd notion. Richard couldn’t imagine why he would suddenly be struck with such a thought. Not with the way it smelled, or with the temperature, or with the humidity, although it was a warm and sticky night. His fingertips still rested on the edge of the table where the book he’d been reading lay open, waiting, before the silver lantern. The legs of the heavy wooden chair he’d been sitting in chattered as they slid back across the rough stone floor.

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