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"You will never get those tangles out, dear one." "Thank you for your fashion advice." She started to close the door. He put his hand against it. "The elders are becoming concerned. They would like to know when they can have their spirit house back." "Tell them that when I'm done with it, I'll let them know."
Cara, scowling her best Mord-Sith scowl, stepped lip behind him. "I will see that he does not bother you again. Mother Confessor." "Thank you, Cara."
Kahlan shut the door in his smiling face. She hurried across the floor, back to Richard. She set the platter aside, laid down, and enfolded Richard in her blanket. "A pesky in-law," she explained. "I heard. Tava bread and tangled hair." "Now, where were we?" He kissed her, and she remembered; he was showing her some magic.