Wasteland by Terry Goodkind

Author:Terry Goodkind [Goodkind, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Children of D’Hara
ISBN: 9781789541212
Publisher: Head of Zeus

13

“Why are we in trouble?” Kahlan asked, alarmed by the way he was acting. He seemed not to hear her. “Richard, why are we in trouble?”

She finally had to put a finger on the side of his jaw and turn his face toward her to get him to pay attention.

“What?”

“You said we’re in trouble. Why are we in trouble?”

Richard straightened and took a step away from the table as he raked his fingers back through his hair.

“Richard,” Kahlan said again, this time with exaggerated patience, drawing his name out to make him look at her, “what do you see? What is it?”

He stared at her for a long moment. “It’s a complication.”

“Well, I can see by the weird and confusing design of the place that it looks incredibly complicated. But what do you see?”

He was shaking his head even as she was talking.

“No. You don’t understand. It’s a complication.” He swept a hand out over the plan. “This kind of design is called a complication.”

Shale looked exasperated. “You mean it’s an exceedingly complicated maze? We all can see that. Is that what you mean to say?”

“No,” Richard said, irritably, as if no one was really paying attention to what he was saying. “No. I mean it’s a complication.”

“Richard,” Kahlan said, pinching the bridge of her nose with a finger and thumb as she let out a composing breath, “I know you think that should explain it, but we don’t understand what that means to you. You need to tell us what you mean by that. What are you trying to say?”

Kahlan knew that Richard’s unorthodox way of thinking often galloped so far out ahead of what they saw, taking into account things only he knew about or understood, that he often seemed to make no sense. It was one of the reasons the Mord-Sith, along with others, sometimes said he acted crazy. It seemed that way to people because they didn’t understand what was in his head.

“It’s a complication. That’s what this kind of design is called. That is the name for it: a complication.” Richard lifted an arm, indicating everything above. “This whole place is laid out atop a spell-form drawn on the ground.”

“The People’s Palace,” Kahlan said, nodding, “yes, we know that. We know the palace is a spell-form.”

Shale leaned in, holding a hand against her arm. “A what? A spell-form? Now what are you talking about? You’re beginning to sound as crazy as him.”

Richard squinted at her in a way that told Kahlan he was having a hard time believing Shale would ask something so basic. “You know … a spell-form.”

Shale folded her arms and straightened without saying anything, clearly not understanding and expecting him to explain.

Richard took a settling breath to back himself up. “Well, you know what a Grace is, right?”

“A Grace?” Shale squinted with uncertainty at what we was getting at. “Well yes, my mother and father taught me to draw a Grace when I was little. I know what a Grace is. What does that have to do with anything?”

Richard leaned toward her a bit.

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