Okay well I'm just going to skip the excuses and apologies for taking so long. Has everyone seen the first two eps of season 2? Amazing!!! And the preview for tomorrow's ep! Oh My God!! I am so freakin' excited it's crazy!! But anyways here's another chapter of the story for you. Just to let you know I think there will be three or four more chapters of this story until I'm done.
"Now Kahlan," Rahl spoke as soon as she finished talking, "I want you to be on your best behaviors for some of my captains who will soon be visiting."
Kahlan gave a dry, sarcastic laugh, "Of course my lord Rahl. I am ever tempted to fall to my knees and kiss their feet."
Rahl chuckled, "Kahlan don't make fun. I want to show my men my new prize."
Kahlan scoffed, "Most people take better care of their so called prizes."
Rahl didn't respond so Kahlan just stood silently, waiting with her chin defiantly raised. The door on the other end of the hall opened, and in walked six or seven men. Kahlan watched silently as they approached. She noticed Alain Fletcher, the captain of the quads who had captured her, leading the pack of men.
Luck not on her side, it was when the men reached the throne that her legs suddenly gave out. She collapsed to her knees, slamming onto them when she hit the ground. Fletcher chuckled. She glared an attempted to stand back up, but found that her legs were no longer able to hold up her body. Instead she collapsed again to her hands and knees. Resigned, she sat back onto the ground and put on her ever reliable confessor's face.
Rahl stood and greeted the men, "Captains. I called you here not only to congratulate you on your excellent work but to show you our newest guest. Captains," he turned to look at Kahlan, who faced him defiantly, "this is Kahlan Amnell, the Mother Confessor of the Midlands and companion to the Seeker."
The men turned to her, taking in her ragged appearance.
"Enjoying your stay here Confessor?" one asked.
"It's been quite pleasant," Kahlan answered, her voice even.
"I'm disappointed the Seeker hasn't shown himself," Captain Fletcher spoke, "I so wanted to meet him."
At this, Kahlan swung her leg around, tripping the captain. She glared as he regained his feet and advanced menacingly. With a yell of rage he suddenly lifted his foot and slammed it down onto her arm, making an echoing cracking sound, and breaking the bone. Kahlan screamed.
It took her took her a minute to regain some semblance of normal breathing and composure.
She finally spoke, panting, "Real man of you to hurt a woman who's chained up."
The captain growled and went to kick her in the ribs.
"That's quite enough Captain," Rahl's voice stopped him mid-kick.
Kahlan looked at him suspiciously.
"My lord?" the captain questioned.
"I will not have you kill my future wife."
"I will never marry you," Kahlan's scathing voice startled the two men, though they quickly recovered.
"Kahlan," Rahl turned to look her in the eye, "Who said you would have any choice? You will be my wife once the Seeker is dead."
"Then you will never have me," Kahlan retorted, "I will not let you kill him."
Rahl chuckled, "Kahlan how do you expect to stop me? You can't even hold your own weight."
"I will find a way," Kahlan insisted, "I always have."
"Yes Kahlan I know all about the hardships you have experienced, but none of them were as threatening as me. Neither you or the Seeker will escape me."
Kahlan had no response so Rahl turned back to the men, "You are dismissed."
The captains left obediently, Fletcher giving her a withering glare as he left. As soon as the men had left and Rahl had sat down, Kahlan leaned back against the side of the throne. Knowing that Rahl couldn't see her, she finally let some of the emotional and physical pain she was feeling show on her face.
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