Discalaimer

I do not own the legend of the seeker tv series, although I do own the character Matthew.

Matthew, sitting there on his polished timber chair, waiting for his mother to come home, was worried sick now. She had been gone for over 5 hours, and his Father, Richard, had gone out to collect firewood for the fire to cook dinner. His father had formerly became the seeker, a legendary hero that thwarted the evil of both the evil Tyrant Darkhen Rahl, and the Keeper of the Underworld. His father married his mother, Kahlan, and they all now live in Hartland, back in the Westland where his father was born. His great grandfather, Zeddicus Zul Zarander, still lives in his old house on top of the small hill about a days journey from their house. The westland, the Midlands and D'hara were all living in a state of peace. Or at least they thought.

Suddenly the old wooden door slowly opened. Matthew got up with a start and ran towards the door to the back, where he knew his father could hear him. The door was open fully now, and a voice that he recognised very well came from inside. "hello, is anyone there?" came an old frail voice.

"Grandpa, you scared me!" said Matthew. He knew the Westland was safe now, but he couldn't help feeling like something wasn't right.

"It's all right, boy." said said the frail old man. He looked so much older than he was when he named Matthew's father the seeker. "Where is your father, and have you got any food, I'm starving!"

"Father is out getting some firewood, and I think I have an apple for you. Hold on, let me look." Matthew made his way over to the cupboard and found a ripe-looking apple. He cut it up into bite size pieces for Zed, since it was getting hard for him to chew, placed them in a bowl and handed it to Zed. "Thank you, Matthew, you know just how I like my food now-a days."

"Is everything alright, Grandfather?" he asked, looking at the worried look on Zeddicus's face.

"Right as toasted toads!" he said, but not in his regular cheery old voice.

Just then, the door opened once again, and a beautiful lady,who was about 45 years of age, wearing a long white dress and had brown hair tinted with gray walked through the door.

"Mother, Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you!" said Matthew, getting up with a sigh of relief at seeing his mother's safety. Matthew have her a big hug, her hugging him back, that lasted about a minute. Then he reluctantly let go of her, and she walked over to Zeddicus. "Zed," she said briefly, with a grim look at him. "we need to talk." Then, with Kahlan's help, Zeddicus got up and walked out the back door of their small cottage.