The man took me back to the room I was first taken to within the Confessors Palace. Richard suggested chains just to be safe, when Kahlan tried to object I volunteered them. When she looked at me I averted my gaze not being able to return her look. I sat in a chair and was locked in place, the other man who I found out was Zed the wizard they travelled with sat in front of me while Kahlan and Richard stood behind me out of sight.

"what's your name?" asked Zed

"I don't know" I replied

"where were you born?"

"I don't know"

"how old are you?"

"I don't know" I felt like a fool repeating myself but I couldn't answer any other way. Zed thought for a moment, studying my expression.

"What's the earliest memory you have?" he finally asked

"I woke in the middle of a battle field almost 2 years ago"

His expression remained neutral

"a battle field? Were you alone?"

I nodded "unless you count the slaughtered soldiers"

"were you injured?" he continued

"no, I thought I might have been because I was covered in blood, but I found no wounds"

Again he took a moment, he stood coming to stand in front of me

"I need you to relax your mind and think about that first memory"

"wait what?" but before I could finish, his hands were on my forehead and I was forced back into my memory but this time instead of seeing from my point of view, I was standing with Zed viewing like you would a show. And there I was, lying there motionless, face covered in blood. I watched as the past me gasped awake, in total fear, his arms flailing. He got up, stumbling, spinning to see the ocean of bodies, his breathing was heavy. It was so unsettling to see myself in front of me. The events replayed as I had once lived them, walking down to the lake, washing off all the blood.

"is this how you remember it" asked Zed

"Exactly" I muttered unable to believe what I was seeing, I had heard of powerful wizards but I never imagined anything like this.

"very well" answered Zed, then I was pulled back into the present day, my body jerked, a metallic crack echoed through the quiet room. Looking down I saw I was standing, chains slipping from my body, clattering to the floor. I stared up at Zed who had taken two steps back, fear filled me, I turned slowly to see both Richard and Kahlan had drawn their weapons, ready to stop me.

I strained to hear what they were saying, they whispered in hushed voice but I knew they were talking about me. What to do with me. I was sat back in the chair I had broken out from, my fingers tracing the cracks in the wood. What is wrong with me? did Zed know?

After another wait, Zed turned and walked over to where I sat, I stood to meet him.

"Do you know what's wrong with me?" I asked

He exhaled slowly "it could be any number of things my boy, I am going to try and retrieve your memories from before you woke in that battlefield" he rested a calming hand on my shoulder "I need to collect something's before I can, I need you to wait here where it's safe" he attempted a half smile. I nodded in agreement. The three of them turned and headed towards the door, as she walked away Kahlan looked back, her eyes catching the pale moonlight leaking through the window.

"Zed, I'm going to stay"

Her words made the others stop, they both looked at her

She continued "we can't just leave him with strangers, he needs someone he knows"

Richard touched her arm and leaned in close whispering something in her ear, see looked into his eyes, whatever he had said it was obvious by her face that it was a warning about me. her face darkened slightly as she responded in a hushed voice. He nodded and walked out the door with Zed, And once again I was left alone with Kahlan.

I stood there in silence, that feeling in my core would not leave me, the last time I was left alone in a room with her I had almost choked her. I didn't want to take that chance again, but she still stood between me and the door. I could feel my hands starting to shake, my heart rate rising as did the darkness. I looked up to see that she was watching me, those blue eyes studying me, looking for answers to her questions.

I walked forwards heading for the door

"excuse me" I said politely, while clenching my fists to try and stop my hands from trembling. I did not meet her gaze. She said nothing as she stepped aside, as soon as she was clear I pushed open the door closing it behind me. As soon as I heard the slam of the wood I started sprinting, down unknown corridors, not caring where I was going. I passed other confessor and civilians, I could feel their eyes upon me. I made a right turn down a short corridor, it was a dead end apart from one small door. I charged into it finding that it was unlocked. As I stormed into the room my foot caught on something and I tumbled into the wall on the opposite side of the small space. I lay there for a moment thankful for the privacy. I sat up against the cold, hard stone, resting my head on it I closed my eyes and tried to slow my breathing. I don't know how long I sat in the darkness, it could have been minutes or hours. I did not want to move, here I felt safe, away from others, from their judgmental eyes and echoing whispers. But still there was that feeling in my chest, a need. One that I could never satisfy, it pulled at my heart. I could not place what I desired, it was like my heart and my mind belonged to two different people, neither knowing what the other wanted. It confused me, I had never had feelings like this before, it was strange. I closed my eyes again trying to clear my head.