Hey so this is the Legend of the Seeker story I'm going to be working on to help clear up my writers block. I'm going to tell the side one being for Callie's Mother, Cara, and then the next chapter will be for her Momma, Kahlan. In this chapter she's 11, but it could change depending on what I write about. I hope you like it.

When you're mother is a Mord'Sith you don't get a lot of chances to talk about your feelings; then again when you're mother is a Mord'Sith you don't generally talk about your feelings. I talk about how I feel with my Momma all the time though, maybe that's because she's the Mother Confessor, it's easier to do so, but with Mother it isn't. I talk about how I feel with my Momma all the time though, maybe that's because she's the Mother Confessor, it's easier to do so, but with Mother it isn't. So when I see a chance to talk to my Mother about something emotional, I try my best to talk to her about it, even if it can be awkward.

Today for example Mother was standing on the balcony, over looking the palace and I tried to sneak up behind her, I knew she heard me though, she just knew things like that. I carefully walked up and stood behind her looking down at the city. The people feared my Mother but I never could. She protects me from everything and she makes me feel safe even if she is a guarded woman. They fear her leathers and they fear what she could do to them. I never fear because of my mother, she chases the fear away.

"Is there something you need Callie?" she asked me softly, she never raised her voice to me, only once did she when I was younger. It had frightened me to great lengths and now she makes it a point to never raise her voice at me.

I stayed silent for a moment and both of our gazes are still focused on the ground, "May I ask you a question Mother?"

"You may ask me anything you want Callie, you know that." She responded. Mother turned her head to look at me.

"Why do the people fear you?" I ask her in a small voice.

I could hear her take in a deep breath and then exhale it, I could tell she was trying to gather her thoughts. I should have never asked her such a questions, how stupid of me to think it was okay to ask Mother such a thing. "I'm sorry mother I shouldn't have asked that."

I begin to step away from her when her glove clad hand rests on top of my shoulder gently. "There's no need to be sorry Callie, I said you could ask me anything, didn't I?" I nodded my head, "Lets go for a walk."

We walked through the palace for a few moments in silence and then Mother finally spoke up, "A long time ago before you were born I did a lot of things that scared people." I could tell Mother was choosing her words carefully. "I would never do any of those things now, unless they needed to be done but people are still scared of me. They don't know me like you and your Momma do."

"If they don't know you then they should not pass judgment on you." I tell her quoting what Momma once told me.

Mother smiled down at me for a split second, keeping her hand on my shoulder as we walked out into the garden, "That's correct Callie, they just don't understand."

My heart was in my stomach. I did not like that the people that my Mother risked her life and saved were passing judgment on her and they don't even know her. That's not right, nor is it fair to her. Mother is not going to harm anyone, I know of that for sure.

"That's not fair Mother." I yell out of frustration.

"Callie." Mother says firmly, but not raising her voice, "You will not raise your voice when speaking to me, you were not raised that way. I know it's not fair but that's the way it is."

It was a few moments of silence before I spoke again, "Are they afraid of you because of what you carry?" Mother carries two leathered sticks that I am to never touch. I had learned that the hard way, if I weren't to touch them then maybe that could be the reason that people fear her.

"They fear them because they cause pain, yes. I did use them to hurt people before." She admits to me, sitting down on a bench under a tree, I follow her suite and do the same. "They just fear me Callie because of the person I used to be."

"You aren't the same."

Mother lets out a low chuckle, "You wouldn't know Callie, you didn't know me before. You can not tell if I am the same as before."

"I don't care." I say getting slightly emotional, "I know you now and you would never hurt me. I know you wouldn't hurt them. You protect me and you read to me at night and you tuck me in. You aren't one to be feared." I turned away from her to wipe my tears away before she saw.

Like I said when you're Mother is a Mord'Sith feelings are hard. Seeing me cry could make things awkward, Mother has come a long way. That's what Momma tells me, but I don't want my tears to make us stop talking.

"Callie, look at me." When I didn't I felt her hand cup my cheek and then my own eyes soon found hers. "I do not care what those people think of me." She said softly, "What I care about is what you and your Momma think of me, that and keeping the two of you safe. Everyone could hate me as long as you and your Momma loved me."

"I do love you Mother." I tell her, slowly wrapping my arms around her waist. It was a warm hug, a hug that we don't share often, but when we did it always made me smile.

When it was time for dinner Mother carried me into the dining hall, she always told me I was so small for my age. I could feel Momma's eyes on us, she was questioning the affection not with envy but with curiousity. I stayed by Mother's side the rest of the night, holding her hand while walking and I could still feel Momma's eyes on us but this time when I looked up her eyes were filled with pride directed towards Mother.

Like she said Mother has came a long way.

Okay so here's this chapter. The next one would be Callie's thoughts on sharing feelings with Kahlan. Be honest tell me if you don't like it or if you love it. Reviews are great.