do。 If I knew l could somehow stop Rahl by killing Savidlin's precious little boy； 1 would do it without hesitation； with my bare hands if need be； because as much as the doing of it would wound my heart； 1 know 1 would be saving all the other precious little children。 It is a terrifying burden I carry； the burden of the warrior。 You are one who has killed other men to save others； and I know you take no joy in it。 Darken Rahl takes joy in it； believe me。 Please； help me save your people without hurting any of them。 〃 Tears ran down her cheeks。 〃I want so much not to hurt anyone。 〃
Tenderly he drew her to him and let her sob against his shoulder。 〃The people of the Midlands are fortunate to have you as their warrior。 〃
〃If we can find the thing we seek； and keep it from Darken Rahl until the first day of winter； he will die。 No one else will have to be hurt。 But we must have help to find it。〃
〃The first day of winter。 Child； that is not much time。 This season withers away； the next will be here soon。 〃
〃I do not make the rules of life； honored elder。 If you know the secret to stopping time； please tell me； that I might make it so。 〃
He sat quietly； without an answer。 〃I have watched you among our people before。 You have always respected our wishes； never acted to bring us harm。 It is the same with the Seeker。 I am on your side； child I will do my best to win over the others。 I only hope my words to them will be enough。 I wish my people to e to no harm。 〃
〃It is not the Seeker or me you must fear if they say no； 〃 she said as she lay against his shoulder； staring off at nothing in particular。 〃It is the one from D'Hara。 He will e like a storm and destroy you。 You have no chance against him。 He will butcher you。 〃
That night in the warmth of Savidlin's home； sitting on the floor； Kahlan told Siddin the story of the fisherman who turned into a fish and lived in the lake； cleverly stealing bait from hooks without ever being caught。 It was an old story her mother had told her when she was as little as he。 The wonder in his face made her remember her own excitement when she had first heard it。
Later； while Weselan cooked sweet roots； the pleasant aroma mingling with the smoke； Savidlin showed Richard how to carve proper arrow points for different animals； harden them in the coals of the cooking fire； and apply poison to their tips。 Kahlan lay on a skin on the floor with Siddin curled up in a ball； snuggled asleep against her stomach as she stroked his dark hair。 She had to swallow back the lump in her throat as she thought about how she had told the Bird Man she would even be willing to kill this little boy。
She wished she could take back those words。 She hated that it was true； but wished she had not put words to it。 Richard hadn't seen her talking to the Bird Man； and she did not tell him of their conversation。 She saw no point in worrying him； what would happen would happen。 She only hoped the elders would listen to reason。
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The next day was windy and exceptionally warm； with occasional periods of driving rain。 By early afternoon a crowd had gathered at the spirit house as the roof was pleted and a fire started in the new fireplace。 Cries of excitement and wonder rose from the people when the fist wisps of smoke emerged from the chimney。 They peeked in the doorway to see the fire burning without filling the room with smoke。 The idea of living without smoke in their eyes seemed as thrilling as living without water dripping on their heads。 A wind…driven rain like this was the worst。 It went right through the grass roofs。
Everyone watched with glee as water ran off the tiles of the roof and none went inside。 Richard was in a good mood as he climbed down。 The roof was finished； it didn't leak； the fireplace drew well； and everyone was joyous because of what he had done for them。 The men who had helped were proud of what they had acplished； what they had learned。 They acted as guides； excitedly showing off the finer points of the construction。
Ignoring the onlookers； stopping only to strap on his sword； Richard headed for the center of the village； where the elders waited under one of the open pole buildings。 Kahlan fell in to his left； Savidlin to the right； intending to stand up for him。 The crowd watched him go； then swept behind； spilling around the buildings； laughing and shouting。 Richard's jaw was set tight。
〃Do you think you need to take the sword？〃 she asked。
He looked to her as he continued his long strides。 He smiled crookedly。 Rainwater ran from his wet； matted hair。 〃I am the Seeker。〃
She gave him a disapproving look。 〃Richard； don't play games with me。 You know what I mean。〃
His smile widened。 〃I'm hoping it will serve as a reminder of why they should do the right thing。〃
Kahlan had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach； that things were spinning beyond her control； that Richard was going to do something terrible if the elders turned him down。 He had been working hard； from when he woke until he fell into bed； the whole time with the single thought that he would win them over。 He had won over most people； but they were not the people who counted。 She was afraid he hadn't given rational thought to what he would do if the word was no。
Toffalar stood tall and proud at the center of the leaking pole structure。 The rain dripping around him splashed in little puddles on the floor。 Surin； Caldus； Arbrin； Breginderin； and Hajanlet stood to his sides。 They each wore their coyote hides； something Kahlan had learned they did only when official events were taking place。 It seemed as if the whole village was out。 They spread around the open area； sitting under roofs of the open buildings； filling windows； all watching as work stopped and they waited to hear the elders speak of their future。
Kahlan caught sight of the Bird Man standing among some armed men to the side of a pole that held up the roof over the elders' heads。 When their eyes met； her heart sank。 She grabbed the sleeve of Richard's shirt； leaning toward him。
〃Don't forget； no matter what these men say； we must get out of here if we are to have a chance of stopping Rahl。 We are two； they are many； sword or no sword。〃
He ignored her。 〃Honored elders；〃 he started in a loud； clear voice。 She translated as he spoke。 〃It is my privilege to report to you that the spirit house has a new roof that does not leak。 It has also been my privilege to teach your people how to build these roofs so they may improve the other buildings of your village。 I did this out of respect for your people； and I expect nothing in return。 I only hope you are pleased。〃
The six stood grim…faced as Kahlan translated。 There was a long silence when she finished。
At last Toffalar spoke in a determined voice。 〃We are not pleased。 〃
Richard's expression turned dark when she told him Toffalar's words。 〃Why？〃
〃A little rain does not melt the strength of the Mud People。 Your roof may not leak； but only because it is clever。 Clever as the ways of outsiders。 They are not our ways。 It would only be the beginning of outsiders telling us what to do。 We know what you want。 You want to be named one of us so we will call a gathering for you。 Just another clever trick of an outsider to get from us what will serve you。 You wish to draw us into your fight。 We say no！〃 He turned to Savidlin。 〃The roof of the spirit house will be put back to the way it was。 The way our honored ancestors wanted it。〃
Savidlin was livid； but he did not move。 The elder； a slight smile on his pinched lips； turned back to Richard。
〃Now that your tricks have failed； 〃 he said with disdain
〃would you think to harm our people； Richard With The Temper？〃 It was a taunt； aimed to discredit Richard。
Richard looked as dangerous as she had ever seen him。 His glare turned briefly to the Bird Man； then back to the six under the shelter。 She held her breath。 The crowd was dead quiet。 He turned slowly to them。
〃I will not harm your people；〃 he said in an even voice。 There was a collective sigh of relief when Kahlan spoke his words。 When it was quiet again； he went on。 〃But I will mourn for what is going to happen to them。〃 Without turning back to the elders； his arm slowly lifted as he pointed to them。 〃For you six； I will not mourn。 I do not mourn the death of fools。〃 His words came out like poison。 The crowd gasped。
Toffalar's face twisted into bitter rage。 Whispers and fear spread through the onlookers。 Kahlan glanced over to the Bird Man。 He seemed to have aged years。 She could see in his heavy brown eyes how sorry he was。 For a moment their eyes locked and they shared the grief of what they both knew was going to sweep over all their lives； then his gaze sank to the ground。
In a sudden flash of movement； Richard spun toward the elders； pulling free the Sword of Truth。 It was so fast almost everyone； including the elders； flinched back a step in shock and then froze in place； the six faces reflecting the fear that kept them paralyzed。 The crowd began creeping back； the Bird Man had not moved。 Kahlan feared Richard's anger； and understood