Most say that forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest and I'd have to agree, and my fruit at the moment is one I will never have the chance to taste, Richard Cypher, my seeker.

(the one that I can never have for both his own sake and the sake of the world, how fair is that?)

At the stat of this little dance of ours before I knew him body and soul (but even then I would have died for him, my seeker, just as I was programed to do), it only took one out-reached hand (and the need to save the damsel in distress) and he shocked me into what I now know was love.

And that is a worse thing then death for me because I knew from the second it happened that it could never be.

But that fact that it can never be doesn't mean that we can hold ourselves back from the one thing we want (besides Darken Rahl's head on a stick) and sooner or later all these feelings are going come into play and I'm afraid that time is now.

(run and hide because this is going to end anything but happily-ever-after)

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But in the end, when the world is safe from evil (at least for another day) thanks to him, he's the one that always finds my lips and I can't but kiss him back.

(doing the thing I've yearned to since day one, when he became my world)

"It's over, I've done all that the world expected of me."

In such a short time (barely a year I've been my his side, which I'll never leave again) I've grown to know him, it feels like we've had years rather then some random months, and with the way he smiles, they way he speaks, I know just what he's thinking.

(I think for us soul-mates is a weak word for us, destiny is more like it)

"What's wrong, isn't that a good thing?"

"For us it's a very good thing, we killed the bad guy and saved the day without dying along the way but in no way do I think this is over. There's a storm coming, a big one, I just know it."

He wasn't alone, even I could feel the static of yet another evil on the horizon but I only hope we get time to rest our bones before they come looking for us.

(and we'll be ready as ever, my seeker and I)

"Well, Richard, we'll just have to face it, together."

Instead of the kiss I wanted to give him (till our lips grew raw, till we made up all the ones we had missed) I locked my fingers with his because just one touch, one look, one embrace, was enough.

Well at least for the moment.

"Oh I know that, in no way I'm I going to let you slip through my fingers, we've got years to come, Kahlan, years."