Precautions
Zedd's assistance is needed.
The young woman's eyes widened in delight and she ran towards Zedd.
"Is it really you? The Great Wizard of the First Order, Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander?"
Cara rolled her eyes.
"I am he," Zedd said.
"Praise the Creator," the woman said.
"Are you in trouble?" Richard asked, not wanting to be left out.
"Oh, no, Seeker. No. Keeping iout/i of trouble," she said and blushed. She tugged at Zedd's sleeve and he bent down so she could whisper fierecely in his ear. Then she pointed to the nearby hill. A young man waved at them.
"Hmm," said Zedd. "I'll just be a moment."
Zedd and the woman walked up the hill and joined the young man. Then all three of them disappeared into the woods.
"What do you think he's up to?" Richard asked. "It might be a trap."
Kahlan shook her head, remembering clearly the circumstances that had led to her discovering that Zedd was Richard's grandfather. "No, I don't think we have to worry. She's very much in love, that's all."
"And she's asking Zedd for advice?" Richard asked sceptically.
"Not advice," Kahlan said carefully.
Cara rolled her eyes again.
Zedd rejoined them, a smile on his face.
"What did they want?" Richard asked.
"That's their concern," Zedd said. "And very wise of them it was too, to take precautions."
"What kind of precautions?"
Cara rolled her eyes and clutched at her agiel for a distraction