I do not own LotS. I'm gonna take a brake from Richard for a chapter (or two). THIS IS NOT A FILLER. Now here's chapter ten of the episodic epic, Calling.

Chapter 10

The Connection

Denna was on her way to fulfill Lord Rahl's wishes. He told her to either kill the sorceress or to let her free. She would decide what it would be on the basis of her answer to a question…

Jagang turned when the Mord Sith marched into his chamber. Nicci was absolutely a pain. She was acting very indifferent to anything he was doing. He was just about to throw her under him when Denna entered the room, "what do you want?" He was enraged by the disruption.

"I'm here to carry out his wishes. I request that you leave this room before I throw you out…unconscious." The tone of the threat in her voice made even Jagang step back.

"As you request…mistress Denna." He made sure she knew he hated having to refer to her as that. As soon as he left, she turned the other in the room. Her blonde hair cascaded down her frame, stopping at her midback. Her piercing blue eyes screamed for her to kill her.

"What do you want?" her wariness was evident in her question.

Denna's face grew into a grin. "I need you to answer a question. Your answer will decide if you live or not."

"Life isn't worth living here. You might as well kill me now."

"If I let you live, you'll get to leave, so I think you should listen to me." This bitch annoyed her. She was wondering why she couldn't train her like how Jagang wanted.

"What's your question then?" Her indifference was growing on Denna's nerves.

"My question is would Richard fare well if I stuck this," she drew her agiel, "into his ear." Her eyes told her that she had won. She quickly regained her composure. "Well, what's your answer?"

Her laugh brought a shiver to the Mord Sith's spine. "You'll just get yourself killed. You know how a war wizard's powers work."

She had expected this answer. "Unfortunately, you must not know about Mord Siths." The confusing in the eyes of the sorceress told her she didn't. "Mord Siths are the worst thing a gifted person could ever see. We are trained to capture their magic and turn it against them. Anyways, he's been in a cell for five days so far, and his magic has been doing most of the work in breaking him."

Her face turned pale and the mouth opened farther than Denna thought possible. "I'm 100% positive that doing that will not harm Richard. And on the breaking part, I'll return with our friends and stop you before you do."

"Good luck with that. Well, I'll be letting you go. Here's the key to the Rada'Han. Wait until you are outside of the palace. Anything you want done to Jagang?"

"Yes, if you can, put one of these collars around his neck. He deserves it. You do know that you can declare loyalty to Richard, since he's Darken's heir."

"Maybe I will. But for now, the only thing you can count on is that collar. I hate that bastard, and he'll surely deserve it. Goodbye…"

"Nicci." With that, she left, leaving Denna alone in the room. She was suddenly lonely, something she didn't understand. She turned to the dungeons, to try out her new spot…

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