Sorry it took me so long to update this I've been busy with school. hopefully my next chapter won't take as long.
This chapter shows my take on what things must have been like for the confessors in Villarreal after sacrifice. As well as what Cara was doing in the 1st season
Nobody turned to look at the three travelers entering the tavern. They would have been far more surprised if they knew that these people came from inside the cloud that had just descended behind the hill a few paces from there small port town.
"You sure it's safe here? What if someone finds out who we are?" Mathis asked, surveilling the room.
"The D'Haran's aren't searching for us; they're after the Seeker," Fedrin told him. "Besides, most people here resent living under D'Haran rule. We'll be fine as long as we don't mention Aydindril." They sat down and he looked around. "You sure this is the place?"
"Yes, but if they don't show up we should continue on to Valeria," Carin said.
"Well, I should buy some food for the colony. They'll surely need it for the early days," Fedrin said, pulling out two bags. He walked off, leaving Mathis and Carin at the table.
"Once we get to Villarreal my journey will be over," Carin said. "I'll stay with the colony, with Dennee and her son. Fedrin will probably continue somewhere else. What about you?"
"That depends," Mathis answered, shrugging. "I could always go with Fedrin, but if you want me to stay on the colony I'd be more than happy to join you."
"What about Aydindril?" Mathis asked. "You are a Confessor and one day you'll be needed back there."
"The new colony is where I'm needed now, Mathis. Remember, unlike Fedrin I can't be affected by the boy's powers."
Carin flinched when Mathis glared at her. She had feelings for him, ones that she had to suppress for his sake, even with the need to continue the line of Confessors. It was a cruel trick the Creator was playing on her. "So am I," he said, and because of that fact she knew he couldn't sire a Confessor.
A man with blonde hair walked into the tavern. He had a brown bag with him and he no longer wore a D'Haran uniform; Carin recognized him as a soldiers she had confessed at the Temple of Rondax.
"Where is your friend," Carin asked. She had expected him to arrive with the other soldier she had confessed.
"He was killed when we raided a D'Haran Arsenal, mistress. I was able to get these before fleeing."
He handed her the bag and she looked inside. There was a journey book and a variety of magical weapons.
"Does this please you mistress?"
"You have done well," she said.
When they met up with Fedrin at the market, he was struggling to carry the bags with all the food he had purchased. The merchant had wondered how he was going to carry so much, but Fedrin didn't explain. He just handed the merchant 20 gold coins and had the bags filled. The former D'Haran soldier helped carry the food to the sky ship, where Fedrin used his magic to load it.
Carin told him that she'd be pleased if he got work and started a family. He left with his orders and she smiled.
Fedrin placed a cloud over the ship as they rose into the sky. He didn't remove it until they were several leagues off shore, only a couple of hours into the journey. Carin knew that months ago she'd be terrified of flying, but she had gotten used to it after many nights in the sky. It also provided the best view of the Midlands possible, available to only birds and flying creatures for so long. However, it was different seeing just blue beneath.
"It's so far away now," Mathis said, walking up.
"I just hope this isn't the last time I see the Midlands," Carin said, turning to face him.
He smiled, approaching her. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure we'll see it again, one day."
"We?" she asked, shocked.
He nodded, taking her into his arms. "We."
And then he kissed her.
By morning, the shore was gone. The only land they could see was a small arpeggio that hid the path to Valeria.
"How long until we get there?" Carin asked the wizard.
"The ocean winds are strong and we no longer need the cloud spell to hide, so we should be arrive by the next morning. I'll use the stars to navigate when night comes." Fedrin turned back to his craft for a moment. "Did you send a night wisp to tell Dennee we were coming?"
"No," Carin said. "They're fragile creatures and such a trip would kill them. Leaving their woods for too long does such, but not as fast as if we used them to send messages."
Four Confessors stood near two small wooden shelters on Valeria. Alanna, Erin,Tara and Dennee were around a hundred paces from the shore, watching two confessed soldiers finish construction. The other three were off hunting. Food was vital, especially with Dennee's son and mate, Fin. She was the only one wearing white, given her rank amongst the others. The only live Confessor stronger than her was her sister Kahlan, who was off with the Seeker.
"Perhaps I should go help the soldiers search for provisions," Alanna suggested. "We'll need more supplies to make it through the winter."
"Do you think we'll have that long?" Tara asked.
"We don't know how long until Rahl's death. And anyways, Dennee, Fin, and the baby can't leave here."
"I wish it could be otherwise," Dennee said. "However, we can't let him leave. I wish I could see Kahlan again, but I couldn't give him up." She appeared to be frustrated and angry, almost looking like Alanna right after Zedd regrew her arm.
"Erin, would you mind doing the first shift tonight? He always wakes me around the beginning of shift two, so I could cover that," Dennee said as she picked up her son. Fin stood up and followed after her as Erin nodded.
"Someone's been here," Cara announced to the group with her. Six Mord-Sith and twelve Dragon Corps soldiers trailed behind her and Dahlia.
"What's with you?" Dahlia asked. "I've never seen you act this way before."
"I should be chasing the Seeker for Lord Rahl. Instead he has me chasing after a small group of Confessors that somehow escaped." She turned on Dahlia, angry. "I killed the most enemies at both Aydindril and the Temple of Rondax out of every Mord Sith. Everyone knows that I should've been the one to break the Seeker. Sure, Denna is better at keeping them alive for a long time, but I've never had anyone run away."
"You should speak more respectfully of Lord Rahl," a soldier said.
"Quiet, fool," Cara said, waving her agiel at him. "It's soldiers like you that give the D'Haran army a bad name." When this is all over, I'll be able to convince Lord Rahl to send me after the Seeker.
A scout arrived when she turned around. "I found them. They're in a valley on the south side of the island," he said
"Were you spotted," she asked.
"Do you think I would've made it back if I had?" he asked.
Cara glared at him. "Of course not." She turned away from him and to the others. "We'll attack them in the middle of the night. The full moon is tonight and if we do have any troubles, I'm sure we can always set something on fire." The soldiers cheered.