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Uncertain Allegiance

One two three four five six seven eight nine... Nine Fairy diamonds. Wow these things were very expensive, also very rare. Fairies made them from their own tears of joy, and usually didn't give them away. Black pearls and jasmine jewelery, gold and silver. Creator this was the jackpot! All this would probably last her for hmm, three years? Who knew!
She grabbed out her pouch and slung all the gems and jewels she could possibly fit in it, she didn't have much time, Pecan man would be back and she needed to be ready in his sleeping chambers. She almost had the door shut when a creaky board decided to creak like a bullfrog.

"Halt!"

Oh no, a guard. This wasn't good, if she put the stuff back and said she was lost they may let her go, but she could keep it and say the same thing?

"Hiya! Sorry I got lost?" She squealed out trying to be as calm as possible, which was freaking hard. The guard came around the corner and looked her up and down. Was she caught or no? His staring made her nervous.

"You, why were you in the treasure room?"

She gulped, his voice was so demanding and he had incredibly large arms. His hands looked like they could pop her head off. She trembled.

"I got lost, had no idea what was in there. Um I'm supposed to be meeting Mas-"

She was cut off by the appearance of more guards and Pecan Man himself, she was saved!

"Guards, what is going on? This fine woman is my company for tonight."

He asked a bit upset, she gulped again. The guard that was talking to her pointed at her satchel. Pecan man raised his eyebrows slowly, then waddled over to her, snatched the bag and looked inside.

"Arrest her at once! The damn girl is a thief, like the rest of them. You know where to put her."

Pecan man left with his treasures leaving her with them. The guards produced their weapons making her shriek. She surrendered immediately. They took her by the arms and she went limp as they drug her to whatever they had prepared for thieves.

Oh shit...
I'm a goner...
Farewell parents...
Farewell Madame...
Boo, no revenge for me...


Three days had passed and they still hadn't reached their mark. Shota said that it wasn't moving any further, so they needed to hurry. His horse had taken a bite from a viper, he did what he could but in the end the leg was to swollen to move on. He had left him with some old guy, he didn't want to know what happened to his steed but it probably wasn't pretty.
Richard took to walking and scouting ahead a bit. Shota seemed a bit weary, she had drank those vial she was given already and Zedd didn't give her no more. Then she started coughing which got Richard worried.

"Hey we can stop, take a break and get some rest. I'll get you something more substantial to eat." He mentioned softly as he approached the horse. Shota shook her head and motioned onward.

"We have... a half days journey left ahead of us." She paused to clear her throat. "We are well within reach, it's just... I fear if we don't hurry all is for not." Shota finished weakly and dropped her hands, Richard jumped into action to break her fall. She was to weak to even hold the reigns, that was bad.

"Hold on Shota! I'll get us there!"

He jumped up on the mare and put his arms around the frail, old woman and kicked. The horse jolted into a gallop and Richard held onto Shota as they rode. He was not going to let her die after all he had done for her and her for him.

Finally they had made it, the gates to Aydindril were a magnificent sight to be riding under. Kahlan had lost time, she had no idea what day it was, though it didn't matter. The slender streets were filled to the brim with people, which wasn't unusual. Except for the fact that there were all kinds of them, from all over the midlands. Were they celebrating still over the victory? Or was there another reason to celebrate? Zedd had gotten in the wagon to check on Cara as they were pushed by the crowd. The Home Guard was alert as always and they quickly made their way towards Zedd and herself making sure everyone was out of their way.

"Mother Confessor, we were not expecting your arrival. We would have prepared more accurately." One spoke and the others bowed respectfully, Kahlan fixated her gaze on him.

"No need, I have no need of a grand entrance. We need to get to the Wizard's Keep."

The guard looked confused. Zedd took this opportunity to explain.

"This woman in wagon here is under a powerful magic, and I Zeddicus Zul' Zorrander need to reach out to my fellow wizards in order to save her from total darkness."

The guards looked in on the woman, a few showed faces of disgust, a few expressionless. Kahlan felt a twinge of anger beginning to rise. They had heard that Richard Rahl, herself, the wizard and Cara the Mord'sith were all of one accord. Yet they dare show their disdain in front of her, the Mother Confessor?! She grit her teeth then felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Zedd pointing at Cara's chest and gasped. It was entirely engulfed in the blackness that was just over her sternum the other day, this was bad.
The Home guards took out their bugles and blew them, they were very effective in stopping the crowds and getting their attention.

"MAKE WAY FOR MOTHER CONFESSOR KAHLAN AMNELL."

With two home guard in front, yelling very loudly, their path to the Wizard's Keep was cleared quickly. They helped unload Cara and bring her in amongst the other wizards, Zeddicus waved down two of his loyal friends.

"Zedd! It's been awhile, you still look older than everyone here."

A welcoming hug was shared between the three men. Kahlan instructed the guards to set Cara down on a sick bed. A young boy rushed into the keep all sweaty with a look a determination in his eyes, Kahlan recognized it, he had been confessed.

"Mother Confessor?! Your sister needs you to come to palace immediately."

Kahlan looked at Zedd who told her to her, he and the others would be enough to take care of Cara. She sighed and began to follow the boy to the Confessors Palace. She really didn't want to get into any political mess, or do anything for that matter. She was here for Cara...
The boy in front of her screeched as they came to a stop, a wagon had ran over his foot.

"Are you alright?" Kahlan asked just to be nice, he obviously wasn't, hopping around in a circle holding his injured foot. He shook his head yes though and continued his leading Kahlan to the Palace. She hadn't been home in awhile, she felt at odds with Aydindril though. Zedd had told her time and time again when she was missing her home along the journeys they traveled that home is where her heart was. Her heart hadn't been in Aydindril for sometime, it was time for them to reunite.
The Palace was beautiful as always, in the center of Aydindril where everyone could see it, or where it could see everyone. As they approached Kahlan noticed High council members filing out of the main court, there must have just been a ruling of some sorts. She was curious to how Deenee was running things here. The boy stopped before entering the palace and turned to Kahlan and bowed.

"Mother Confessor, hope and tranquility to you. I must return to my duties." He quietly uttered before sprinting off to do whatever his duties were. Kahlan smiled, he was a bright boy, but he was still confessed, which made her worried. The Home guard opened the doors for her and she entered the main court area, Deenee was sitting in the Confessor's chair talking to a High council member. She looked different, something was about and it made Kahlan curious. She approached slowly and waited patiently for her sister to finish her conversation.

"Kahlan! It's so good to see you, though your arrival was a surprise. We had no idea you were coming, there would have been at least a feast or something celebrating you and the Seeker's victory over the Keeper and Darken Rahl, by the way where is the Seeker?" Deenee quickly stood up to hug her sister and she took Kahlan's hand and led her somewhere more private to speak. Kahlan smiled, they keep mentioning how her arrival wasn't expected...

"He is on a mission to help out a person we know."

The two women sat on a balcony overlooking the market place. Deenee had a servant bring Kahlan some water to drink.

"Ah well that seems like him. You came here with someone though? Whom? I wasn't given any details, only the Mother Confessor had returned."

Kahlan swallowed down the water with a surprising thirst, she didn't realize her throat was dry.

"Zeddicus and I brought Cara here... because of something that happened."

Kahlan searched the eyes of her sister as she remained silent. Deenee hadn't forgave Cara for killing her, which was reasonable. Most don't get to come back from the dead and face their killer, and if they do they usually... kill them.

"Something happened?" Deenee asked with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Yes, I was offered a drink. Yet before I could drink it, Cara drank the whole thing down," Kahlan looked off towards the Wizard's Keep then continued.
"We didn't notice anything wrong with the drink or with Cara, only hours later did it come into affect. Zedd has her and with help from his fellow wizards maybe they can come up with a solution.
Someone is trying to kill me or disable me, I have no idea who it could be though, Darken Rahl has no magic, or anyone to help him. That we know of..."

"What about the Sisters of the Dark, didn't they try to kill Richard?"

"Well yes and no. From what I've heard they are more interested in Darken Rahl, since he betrayed the Keeper."

Deenee rubbed her forehead, she seemed agitated. Kahlan immediately felt the urge to probe.

"What is it?"

She quickly asked hoping for an answer but her sister shook her head. She stood up and paced the floor a few minutes before she spoke.

"I cannot tell you exactly what until I have talked to the First Wizard and the Seeker. He is of course the leader of the Midlands now, this situation would best be dealt with by him. Can you send for him right away?"

Deenee's voice was shaken and her palms sweaty. Kahlan only nodded, she couldn't really send for Richard. Not the way he was now that is for sure. Deenee excused herself and quickly made her way somewhere off in the palace. Kahlan sighed, she hated it when people hid things from her. She also hated it when people were unnecessarily protective. The Home guard had been very attentive, not leaving twenty paces between themselves and the Mother Confessor.
She yawned, it was later than she had realised. Her room should still be available, even though Deenee was reigning confessor in Aydindril she never took up residence in the Mother Confessor's chambers. She stood up and began towards them only to be stopped.

"Mother Confessor, your chambers are not available at this moment. Shall we provide alternate chambers?"

A maidservant of Deenee's had approached, Kahlan really didn't care where she slept. Only Cara kept leaping back into her thoughts, she may check on her first.

"Not yet, I'm headed to the Wizard's keep if Deenee asks. I don't know how long I will be there."

The maidservant nodded and left Kahlan to go do something else Deenee needed done. Kahlan quickly made her way out of the Confessor's palace, followed by a few of the Home guard. She needed to know if Cara was alright.


The night had been quiet on the gate wall, three guards walked to and fro in between the doors. No one really bothered trying to come in, unless invited.

"Well, bout time you blocks came out here to replace us. I was starting to think something was wrong."

Three more men had arrived at the gate, replacements for the tired guards prior.

"Really?"

"No you blooming idiot, I don't give a flippin horse's arse. Now get to working so I can get to drinking."

The older guards laughed as they left the younger ones at the gate. They began their patrol in silence. A few hours had gone by, and they had fast fallen asleep. Richard was approaching the gate, he could tell that they were asleep so he tried not making much noise as he pasted, Shota signaled for him to go left towards a large prison-like building and he nodded. They headed that direction slipping off into the night.
One of the guards who was asleep woke suddenly, one of the others had just started snoring very loudly.

"Rodger! Wake up! I thought I heard something."

"Leave me be, if you heard something it was probably David's damned snoring!"

David awoke to his name being called, and then laid his head back again The trio quickly fell back asleep as the night furthered itself into darkness.


Darken approached the young bloods as they knelt before him, their faces solemn and their eyes glued to the floor. He took the fresh Agiels and handed them to the new Mistress Violet and then made himself comfortable in his chair. The ways of the Mord'sith were evolving, Lori and Summer each had tortured and killed their fathers, yet they needed to pass one more test to earn the title Mistress. Violet had completed her tests and was now proud to share the Mord'sith Agiels. Since Darken wasn't in his original body he had no connection to the Agiels, they only worked because his brother was alive. It made him mad to rely on his brother to keep the Mord'sith in check, they were his and his alone. Even that fool Cara was still his...

"You have till sundown to retrieve two female children each and bring them into our fold, if you fail you will be taken by Mistress Violet and be disciplined thoroughly. Understood?"

Darken asked, his voice crisp with excitement. The two girls looked up and replied yes Lord Rahl in unison. He smiled wickedly then dismissed them to their mission. Mistress Jenna followed to provide them with their packs.

"Mistress Violet, I think you and I should make our way up to my chambers. There is some furniture I want you to move for me since I can't do it in this pathetic body I am in."

He stood up and lead the way to his chambers. They entered the room and she shut the door behind them with a squeak of her new leathers. Darken sat on the edge of his unnecessarily large bed and smirked.

"I'm am so sorry, I don't think you would want to dirty those brand new leathers, why don't you go ahead and slip them off? Get a bit more comfortable?" Darkens words dripped lust as he spoke them. Mistress Violet was only silent, she took her time undoing each buckle, slipping the bracers off and her boots. Darken scratched his scrawny goatee letting his eyes wander up and down Violets beautiful frame. She dropped the last piece of clothing and turned her gaze towards her lord.

"The bed is a bit uneven don't you think? Here get on it and I'll check if it evens out."
He patted the bed next to him and Violet obeyed. Sprawling out her arms and legs she laid her self out in an exciting manner. Darken stood up and backed away from the bed, everything was even, and his clothes were getting uncomfortable. He grinned eyes filled with lust and stepped back to the bed. He signaled towards his clothing and Violet eagerly disrobed him.

"You know what? The pillows look like they need to be fluffed, why don't you turn around and fluff them for me? Soft pillows do feel the best when properly fluffed."

Violet, who gave a small sigh of impatience, turned round her body and began to fluff up the pillows. Darken cocked his head and eyed her well shaped behind which was practically in his face, his hands itched to grab it and slap it. He hated the fact that his body was more excited than his mind, he could go hours without any movement from his loins, he could torture as he pleased then when the time was right he could ravish the girl till he was satisfied. This pathetic body though couldn't handle pain, or much teasing when it came to things of the sexual nature.
He inwardly screamed trying to think of anything that would stop his throbbing. Violet wasn't helping, her legs were spread just enough, Darken could see how she anticipated him. She kept swinging her hips as she fluffed the pillows, juicy and luscious she was. Darken's bodily impulses took over and he grabbed the new Mord'sith bringing her to him. Violet didn't struggle, or show any sign of pain. Yes, she was a virgin. All youngsters brought into the Mord'sith family have their womanhood brought upon them by their Lord Rahl. She was seventeen, which may have seemed a little young for the Lord Rahl, he enjoyed the young though. Well he enjoyed them all, but apparently not as much as he used to. Before when he had his real body.
A powerfully loud knock on the door brought Violet out of her thoughts, Darken seemed to be finished, for the time being. He put on a robe and told whomever was behind the door to come in. Violet rolled on her back to see who it was.

"Mistress Dana! How lovely it is to see you!"

The Mordsith exchanged nods with the other Mord'sith then bowed to her lord.

"My lord Rahl, we have found her."

Darken glanced from Mistress Dana to Mistress Violet then turned himself towards his balcony. The naked Mordsith watched eagerly awaiting whatever her lord commanded, as did the none naked one. Darken made his way to his wardrobe and put on fresh clothing.

"Mistress Dana, enjoy yourself to Violet's abundant care, I must go see about this right away. Whom did you take with you?"

"I left Ivy m'lord. She's waiting at the stables."

He positioned his dagger in his belt and was gone leaving the two women alone. Dana moved closer to the bed, eying Violet curiously.

"Off with my leathers, oil and clean them."

Violet nodded and began undoing each of Dana's buckles, the older Mordsith waited patiently till everything was off, then she lay on the bed while Violet tended to her leathers.
Dana wasn't one to bother with the other Mordsith, she treated them as subordinates, nothing more nothing less. As soon as Violet finished with Dana's leathers, the other woman instructed her to run a bath. Violet nodded and headed butt naked to the washroom. Dana was pleased, Violet was a quiet girl around the older Mordsith, it meant she was listening. Much better than Ivy or Jenna who barked like mad dogs and screwed like rabbits.
She returned with a towel and followed Dana into the washroom, it was more like a pool than a tub. Dana slipped into the warm water and inwardly sighed, she hadn't bathed in days. She looked up to see Violet standing there, at attention. She motioned for her to join her.

"Wash my hair."

Violet eagerly joined her sister and took to washing her gorgeously long hair. Usually Jenna or Ivy washed it. She took the long honey gold swirls into her hands and gently washed them. Dana was quiet, it seemed like she was welcoming Violet into the fold.

Darken rushed past his soldiers and headed straight towards Ivy, she was waiting patiently by two horses ready to go. He stopped to mount his stead and a quad captain gave him his satchel.

"My Lord, she is captured by a Lady of the Lake. Her magic is very powerful, I do not know if we can go against her, I hear she is weak to making trades though."

Darken nodded as Ivy spoke while she got on her horse. He motioned to the captain for him to follow behind at a distance.

"Maybe she will recognize me for who I am and just hand her over."

"You've met a lady of the lake?"

"No, but I have heard of them."

Darken motioned for Ivy to lead the way, he was so ready for this he almost couldn't handle it. The time had come for him to gain his magic back. He could almost taste the power.