Nancy pulled the door closed behind herself. She glanced up the hall to see Ulic and Egan. They were too far away to hear.

"Yes, Lord Rahl. She is just a little slow, this morning. She isn't feeling well." Richard gripped the woman's arm. He thought that Kahlan had looked out of sorts for the last few days, but she had steadfastly dismissed his concerns. Richard could feel the blood draining from his face. "What's wrong? Is she. . sick? She doesn't-"

"No, no," Nancy insisted, suddenly realizing that she had frightened the wits out of him. "Nothing like that." "Then what's wrong?" Richard pressed.

The woman patted her lower belly and leaned close. She let her voice drop to little more than a whisper. "It's just her cycle of the moon, that's all. It'll be over in a couple more days. I wouldn't say anything, mind you, but with the plague, I don't want you to worry yourself to death. Just don't tell her I told you, or she'll bite off my head."

Richard sighed as he smiled with relief. He squeezed Nancy's hand in appreciation.

"Of course not. Thank you, Nancy. You don't know how much that eases my mind. I couldn't endure it if she…"

Nancy touched his arm as she gave him a warm smile. "I know. That's the only reason I said anything."

After Nancy had trundled off down the hall, Richard knocked on the door. Kahlan had been just about to open it, and was surprised to find him standing there. She smiled up at him. "I was wrong." "About what?"

"You are more handsome than I remembered."

Richard grinned. She had lifted his spirits. He gave her a quick kiss when she rose on her toes and puckered her lips.

Richard gathered up her hand. "I'm on my way to check on Raina. Want to come with me?"

She nodded, the mirth ghosting away from her face.

Berdine met them not far from their room. Her eyes were red and leaden. She wore red leather. Richard didn't ask why. "Lord Rahl, please. . Raina is asking for you."

Richard enclosed her shoulders with one arm. "We were on our way there. Come on."

Richard didn't ask how Berdine was. It was obvious she was sick with worry. "Berdine, some people have recovered from the plague. No one is stronger than Raina. She is Mord-Sith. She will be one of the ones who recovers." Berdine nodded woodenly.

Raina was lying on her bed. She was wearing her red leather. Standing in the doorway, Richard leaned toward Berdine and whispered, "Why is she dressed?" He left the obvious question of why she was wearing her red leather unasked.

Berdine clutched his arm. "She asked me to dress her in the red leather of a Mord-Sith"-Berdine stifled a wail-"for the final battle."

Richard sank to his knees beside the bed. Raina's half-open eyes rolled toward him. Sweat ran from her face. Her lower lip quivered.

Raina gripped Richard's arm. "Lord Rahl. . please, take me out to see Reggie?" "Reggie?"

"The chipmunks. . please take me out to feed Reggie. He's the one missing the end of his little tail." His heart breaking, he smiled for her. "It would be my honor."

He scooped her up in his arms. She had lost a lot of weight. She hardly weighed anything.

Raina wrapped a weak arm around his neck as she cuddled her head to his shoulder while he carried her through the halls.

Berdine walked beside them, holding Raina's other hand. Kahlan walked at his other side. Ulic and Egan marched behind.

Soldiers along the way silently stepped clear, eyes to the ground, giving a salute of fist to heart as Richard and the procession passed. The salute was for Raina.

Outside, Richard sat on the stone court, in the light of the dawning sun, holding Raina in his lap. Berdine sat on her heels by her head. Kahlan sat on his other side. Ulic and Egan, hands clasped behind their backs, stood not far to the rear. Richard saw a tear or two wend its way down each of their stony faces.

"Over there," Richard said to Kahlan, pointing with his chin. "Give me that box."

Kahlan turned and saw what he meant. He kept seeds in a box under a stone bench. She wiggled off the lid and held out the box.

Richard scooped out a handful of seeds and tossed some on the ground before them. He trickled the rest into Raina's bony hand.

It wasn't long before two chipmunks, tails twitching, scampered across the lawn. Richard had fed them enough so they knew that the appearance of people might mean food. They stuffed seeds in their cheeks, as best they could, between sudden, chattering bouts of trying to chase each other away. Raina watched, her eyes only half opened.

Her Agiel dangled from the chain on the wrist of the hand that Berdine held. The two chipmunks, their cheeks full, scurried for their burrows to store their booty.

Raina opened her arm out and rested her hand on the paving stone. She uncurled her fingers. Each shallow breath rattled. Berdine tenderly stroked Raina's forehead.

Another chipmunk appeared from under a bush. He came partway toward them, froze stiff while he checked for threat, and then dashed the rest of the way. He was missing the end of his tail. "Reggie," Raina breathed.

Raina smiled as Reggie climbed into her open hand. He sat there, pressing his little feet against her fingers as he popped seeds into his mouth with his tongue. He paused, sitting up in her hand, to rearrange the seeds stuffed in his cheeks. Satisfied, he dropped back down, putting his little feet to Raina's fingers again. Raina let out a soft giggle.

Berdine kissed her forehead. "I love you, Raina." she whispered. "I love you, Berdine."

Richard felt Raina's muscles go slack as she died in his arms while Reggie sat eating seeds from her hand.

Kahlan stood behind Richard as he sat in his chair in his office, her arms circled around his neck, her cheek laid against the top of his head as she wept.

Richard rolled Raina's Agiel in his fingers. Berdine said that Raina had wanted him to have it.

Berdine had asked for permission to go up to the Keep to tell Cara. She also asked if she could take her turn at watch over the sliph, as Cara had been up there for the last three days.

Richard told her that she could do whatever she wished, for as long as she wished, and that if she wanted him to take her watch, or to come sit with her, he would. She had said that she wanted to be alone for a while. "Why hasn't the temple sent its message?" Kahlan smoothed his hair. "I don't know."

''What are we going to do? ' he asked. It wasn't a question for which he expected an answer. "I just don't know what to do."

Kahlan rubbed her palms up and down the sides of his shoulders. "Do you think you might find an answer in the trial record?"

"For all I know it could be the very last line I translate that gives me any information I can use." He slowly shook his head. "Long before I can translate every line, we'll all be dead."

Richard hooked Raina's Agiel on the chain along with the amulet at his chest. The red color of the Agiel matched the ruby.

Silence hung in the air for a time before he said, "Jagang is going to win." Kahlan turned his head toward her. "Don't say that. Please don't say that." He forced a smile. "You're right. We'll beat him." A knock came to the door. Ulic stuck his head in when Richard called to ask who it was.

"Lord Rahl, General Kerson wanted to know if he could talk to you for a minute."

Kahlan patted Richard's shoulder. "I'm going to go tell Drefan and Nadine about Raina."

Richard walked to the door with her. General Kerson was waiting outside with his usual fistful of reports.

"I'll catch up with you in a few minutes," Richard said. As Kahlan left Richard to hear the general's reports, Egan fell in with her. It felt odd to be guarded by Egan alone, without a Mord-Sith. One of them had always seemed to be around. "Mother Confessor," Egan said, "some people just arrived at the palace and wanted to see you and Lord Rahl. I told them that everyone was busy. I didn't want to burden Lord Rahl."