Soul of the Fire

Zedd cleared his throat, thinking the woman must practice sarcasm when there was no healing to be done.

"What did she say?" A

"She says they're gone."

"Is she sure?" A

Zedd threw off his blanket. "How should I know? The woman gabs a lot. But I believe they're gone on their way."

A

They had remained under the blankets the whole time, silent and patient, fearing Richard might pop back in with some forgotten question or new idea. The boy frequently did such unexpected things. Zedd dared not precipitately betray himself, dared not let incautious action spoil their plans.

While they had waited, A

Pleased that Zedd had asked for her help, Nissel had promised to watch and let them know when the three were gone. She said those with age must stick together and that the only defense against youth was cu

Zedd brushed his hands clean of the straw and straightened his robes. His back ached. At last he embraced the healer. "Thank you, Nissel, for all your help. It is deeply appreciated."

She giggled softly- against his shoulder. "For you, anything. " Upon parting, she pinched his bottom.

Zedd gave her a wink. "How about some of that tava with honey, honey?"

Nissel blushed. A

"Oh, just told her I appreciated her help and asked if we might have something to eat."

"Those are the itchiest blankets I've ever seen," A

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Nissel's face wrinkled with a grin as she reached up and gave his cheek a doting pinch. "I will get you both some tea and tava."

"She seems to have grown quite fond of you." A

"And why not?"

A

"Oh, I learned it- a very long time ago. I know a lot of things; I don't mention them all. Besides, I always think it best to leave yourself a little wiggle room, should it come in useful, such as now. I never really lied."

She conceded the point with a sound deep in her throat. "While it might not be a lie, it is still a deception."

Zedd smiled at her. "By the way, speaking of deceptions, I thought your performance was brilliant. Very convincing."

A

He patted her shoulder. "That you were."

Her smile turned to a suspicious scowl. "Don't you try to sweet-talk me, old man. I'm a lot older than you and I've seen it all." She shook her finger up at him. "You know good and well I'm cross with you!"

Zedd put his fingertips to his chest. "Cross? With me? What have I done?"

"What have you done? Need I remind you of the word Lurk? She stalked around in a little circle, arms raised, wrists bent over, fingers clawed, mimicking a fiend. "Oh, how frightening. Here comes.a Lurk. Oh, how terrifying. Oh, how very scary."

She stamped to a halt before him. "What was going through your witless head! What possessed you to spout such a nonsensical word as Lurk! Are you crazy?"

Zedd pouted indignantly. "What's wrong with the name Lurk?"

A

"Well, quite a good one, actually."

"A good one! I nearly had heart failure when you first said it. I thought for sure Richard was going to realize we were making up a story and suddenly burst out laughing. It was all I could do to keep from laughing myself!"

"Laugh? Why would he laugh at the word Lurk? It's a perfectly good word. Has all the elements of a frightening creature."

"Have you-gone loony? I've had ten-year-old boys I've caught at mischief come up with stories of pretend monsters plaguing them. They could, on the spot, when I snatched them by the ear, think up better names for those monsters than a 'Lurk.

"Do you know the time I had keeping a straight face? Had it not been for the seriousness of our problem, I'd not have been able to do so. When you then again today insisted on repeating it I feared our ruse would be unmasked for sure."

Zedd folded his arms. "I didn't see them laughing. The three of them thought it was frightening. I think it had Richard's knees knocking there for a moment when I first revealed the name."

Muttering, A

Zedd surmised it was probably her frustration and genuine fear bubbling to the surface, so he let her rant as she paced. Finally, she came to a halt, peering up with sputtering ire.

"Just where in Creation did you ever get such an asinine name for a monster? Lurk indeed," she added in a mutter.

Zedd scratched his neck as he cleared his throat. "Well, actually, in my youth when I was first married, I brought home a kitten for my new bride. She loved the little thing, and laughed endlessly at its antics. It pleased me to my toes to see the tears of joy in Erilyn's eyes as she laughed at that little ball of fur.

"I asked her what she wished to name the kitten, and she said that she enjoyed so much watching the way it incessantly lurked about, pouncing on things, that she would call it Lurk. That was where I got the name. I always like it, because of that."

A

"Well, no harm done," she conceded. "No harm done." She bent and with a finger hooked the blanket. As she stood folding it, she asked, "What about the bottle? The one you told Richard was in the First Wizard's enclave at the Keep? What trouble is it likely to cause when he breaks it?"

"Oh, it was just a bottle I picked up in a market when I was traveling one time. When I saw it, I was immediately taken with the mastery it must have taken to make such a beautiful, graceful piece. After a long negotiation with the peddler, I finally wore him down and purchased it for a exceptionally good price.

"I liked the bottle so well that when I returned, I set it up on that pedestal. It was also a reminder of how, because of my skill at bargaining, I had obtained it at a remarkably good price. I thought it looked nice, there, and it made me proud of myself."

"Well, aren't you the clever one," A

"Yes, very. Not long after, I found a bottle exactly like it for half the price, and that was without haggling. I kept the bottle there on that pedestal to remind myself not to get cocky, just because I was First Wizard. It's just an old bottle kept as a lesson; no harm will come when Richard breaks it."

A

"What I fear is that we are about to find out."

Already, as his magic was failing, he felt aches in his bones, and lassitude in his muscles. It would get worse.

A

"I don't understand it. What you told Richard was true: Kahlan would have to be his third wife to have called the chimes into this world. We know the chimes are here, yet it's impossible.