I do not own Legend of the Seeker or the Sword of Truth novels as you can see by my amateur writing.
-------Third Person-------
"Zed have you noticed Kahlan's been acting strange lately?" Richard said while searching the market place for some ripe apples. "She started acting this way ever since the compass pointed us to Penbrook."
"Well..." Zed's answer was cut short by the gleam of the Seekers sword and the emotion that overtook his grandson's face. Zed turned in the direction of his grandson's wrath finding nothing out of the ordinary. As he turned to get an explanation he heard the unmistakable sound of a child's squeal. Turning again he could see Kahlan holding a girl no older then five.
-------Kahlan's POV-------
I tried to shake it off. 'So what if this is the last place I had seen them. So what if I was her hero. So what if they said they would miss me. No, no that's ridiculous it has been over two years. They can't possibly remember me. It's not like they'll recognize you anyway you have been gone so long. Besides last time you saw them it was only for a few days. Although they were some of your best days....' I was jerked from my thoughts by a high pitched squeal and the sensation of my leg being hugged onto for dear life.
'Well so much for that chanting she found me.' I thought as I looked down at her.
"Well, hello little miss Serenity." I mocked as I gracefully picked up the child.
"Hey, momma." Serenity said with a wink.