Everything began at a Mord'Sith temple.
The air around them cackled with the after effects of magic as Cara paused mid-stride when the Mother Confessor froze beside her, disbelief painted across her expression.
The unconscious figure of Jeric, an errant practitioner recruited by Darken Rahl to help with Cara and the Mother Confessor's capture,
lay motionless on the floor but what concerned both of them was a small child of six or seven who appeared in the wake of his spell.
She regarded them both, her eyes an echoing sea of blue that looked both familiar and strange.
The artefact from whence she came shimmered behind her, its surface water-like as though hit by a noon-day sun.
Cara could hear the shouts for reinforcement resonate along the corridors. Soon, the room would flood with Jeric's cohorts, Mord'Sith assigned to his task.
Their chances of escape were quickly waning.
"Child," Cara demanded of the aberration, knowing that Kahlan was at a loss for words. "Who are you?"
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