Rescuing Queen Rahl, Chp. 7
Title: Rescuing Queen Rahl
Author: JlynCSS
Pairings: Richard/Kahlan
Rating: PG-13
An older fic of mine from FFN that I'm finally posting to LJ.
Summary: Based on S1 Reckoning finale. Richard's attempt to go back in time sends him back to when Kahlan is still held captive by Rahl.
Chapter 7
Kahlan was growing anxious. Richard had yet to come for her. It was well past dark and she hadn't seen Rahl for hours. He had been strangely cordial to her; actually apologizing for taking the women of the city into his bed and for the way he had treated her. 'Please forgive me, sweet Kahlan' he had said. She hated when he called her that, it filled her with loathing each time he said it. He had told her he wished no ill will for their upcoming wedding ceremony. Afraid of jeopardizing Richard, she wouldn't do anything to upset him at the moment. She wouldn't let him see her revulsion to his words, his presence. Wearing her confessor's face, she masked her emotions.
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Richard slipped into the palace through the garden gate. He'd used the knife at his belt to quietly slit the guard's throat. He pressed his back against the stone wall as he made his way through the dark halls. Cara had instructed him how to go through the gardens and get to Rahl's study and Kahlan's room. He headed for the study now. There, she had told him, he would find the Sword of Truth.
Carrying the blade he'd had since separating from his own sword, Richard silently slipped thru the doorway to the study. He was met with Rahl's men. Richard sliced through one of the guards as he leapt for the desk. Trying to gain some advantage, he stood atop the desk slashing at two and three men at a time. There were too many. The largest of the men was able to take Richard down by his legs as the others lunged to grab his arms and middle. The last thing he remembered was a huge armored glove slamming into his face.
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Kahlan stood erect, arms at her side, her eyes fixed on the distant wall as Rahl slowly circled around her. He had come to her room to give her the news. Knowing she would be foremost in the Seekers thoughts, he had believed him to be much closer than Spaisa and had sent his men to the temple rather than go himself. He'd had the very good fortune of capturing the Seeker who had now been confined to the pit these last 2 days. "So you see, sweet Kahlan, there will be no rescue for you. We will wed, as planned, tomorrow" he came to stop in front of her, taking a tendril of her hair between his fingers, he leaned close. "And I will soon have the confessor child I so dearly want."
Still looking past him she demanded, "Take me to Richard. I want to see him." Rahl abruptly let go of her hair and resumed his slow walk around her. He let out a sound that was a cross of something between a grunt and a growl. "Perhaps something can be arranged."
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Richard woke to his head throbbing in pain. His arms hung from shackles in the wall of rock behind him. His head hanging limp, he saw the dirt floor beneath him. He slowly lifted his head. It was dim and his vision was blurred. He could barely make out a figure in front of him. He tried to focus. A shapely form, dressed in red. Then he saw her raven hair. "Kahlan?" he rasped. There was no reply. He squinted in the dim light. His vision began to clear. Kahlan stood before him, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes looked into his intently. Her breathing was quick. She looked terrified. "What happened? What are you doing here?" he asked.
Rahl stepped out from the shadows to stand next to her. He rubbed the fabric at the shoulder of her dress between his fingers "You see, sweet Kahlan. I told you he would wake."
He turned his attention to Richard. "You are a wedding gift for my lovely bride. I promised her one last visit with you before I kill you. Richard was more alert now at seeing Rahl, beginning to seethe at seeing his touch on her shoulder. "We were wed just yesterday. I wanted to show her I can be agreeable and offered her this visit with you as my gift to her." He walked to stand just inches from Richard's reach, looking directly into his eyes, a slight smile on his lips, "I of course, kept her all to myself throughout the night as any new groom would do. Isn't that right, Kahlan?" Richard lunged in his shackles, his face twisted in rage.
Kahlan was loath to answer. Her tears flowed steadily.
"Tell him how much you enjoyed yourself Kahlan. Tell him how you called my name."
"You're a vile pig" she spat out. "I hated every disgusting moment."
Richard's anger was replaced with agonizing pain and defeat. He had failed her. He had promised to protect her and keep her safe from Rahl. Visions of his nightmare once again flashed in his mind; his beloved Kahlan suffering at the hands of this evil before him. Tears ran down his face, his head slumped forward, he couldn't meet her eyes "I'm so sorry Kahlan" he whispered.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Kahlan took a few steps forward to stand before Richard. Her voice pleaded, "No, Richard. I'm sorry. I tried to stop him…" Rahl grabbed her arm and yanked her away from him. Richard felt dead inside. Agony gripped every fiber of his being. His head hung low "kill me now." The very thought of her trying to stop Rahl only added to his anguish. His pain so great he begged for Rahl to kill him. "Please, kill me now."
"In time Seeker. I'm enjoying your pain too much to kill you so soon." He turned to Kahlan. "Leave us now. I'll join you soon, my sweet." He looked back to see the heartache on Richard's face.
"I've sent men to meet Cara at the temple. They will return shortly with her treacherous sisters. When I get my hands on those who wished to betray me and side with you, they will hang here next to you in this pit." Rahl walked near the stairs leading back up to the palace. "Sleep well, Seeker, knowing our sweet Kahlan will be pleasing me this night."
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*Chapter 1* *Chapter 2* *Chapter 3* *Chapter 4 *Chapter 5* *Chapter 6* *Chapter 7* *Chapter 8* *Chapter 9*
Author: JlynCSS
Pairings: Richard/Kahlan
Rating: PG-13
An older fic of mine from FFN that I'm finally posting to LJ.
Summary: Based on S1 Reckoning finale. Richard's attempt to go back in time sends him back to when Kahlan is still held captive by Rahl.
Chapter 7
Kahlan was growing anxious. Richard had yet to come for her. It was well past dark and she hadn't seen Rahl for hours. He had been strangely cordial to her; actually apologizing for taking the women of the city into his bed and for the way he had treated her. 'Please forgive me, sweet Kahlan' he had said. She hated when he called her that, it filled her with loathing each time he said it. He had told her he wished no ill will for their upcoming wedding ceremony. Afraid of jeopardizing Richard, she wouldn't do anything to upset him at the moment. She wouldn't let him see her revulsion to his words, his presence. Wearing her confessor's face, she masked her emotions.
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Richard slipped into the palace through the garden gate. He'd used the knife at his belt to quietly slit the guard's throat. He pressed his back against the stone wall as he made his way through the dark halls. Cara had instructed him how to go through the gardens and get to Rahl's study and Kahlan's room. He headed for the study now. There, she had told him, he would find the Sword of Truth.
Carrying the blade he'd had since separating from his own sword, Richard silently slipped thru the doorway to the study. He was met with Rahl's men. Richard sliced through one of the guards as he leapt for the desk. Trying to gain some advantage, he stood atop the desk slashing at two and three men at a time. There were too many. The largest of the men was able to take Richard down by his legs as the others lunged to grab his arms and middle. The last thing he remembered was a huge armored glove slamming into his face.
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Kahlan stood erect, arms at her side, her eyes fixed on the distant wall as Rahl slowly circled around her. He had come to her room to give her the news. Knowing she would be foremost in the Seekers thoughts, he had believed him to be much closer than Spaisa and had sent his men to the temple rather than go himself. He'd had the very good fortune of capturing the Seeker who had now been confined to the pit these last 2 days. "So you see, sweet Kahlan, there will be no rescue for you. We will wed, as planned, tomorrow" he came to stop in front of her, taking a tendril of her hair between his fingers, he leaned close. "And I will soon have the confessor child I so dearly want."
Still looking past him she demanded, "Take me to Richard. I want to see him." Rahl abruptly let go of her hair and resumed his slow walk around her. He let out a sound that was a cross of something between a grunt and a growl. "Perhaps something can be arranged."
##
Richard woke to his head throbbing in pain. His arms hung from shackles in the wall of rock behind him. His head hanging limp, he saw the dirt floor beneath him. He slowly lifted his head. It was dim and his vision was blurred. He could barely make out a figure in front of him. He tried to focus. A shapely form, dressed in red. Then he saw her raven hair. "Kahlan?" he rasped. There was no reply. He squinted in the dim light. His vision began to clear. Kahlan stood before him, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes looked into his intently. Her breathing was quick. She looked terrified. "What happened? What are you doing here?" he asked.
Rahl stepped out from the shadows to stand next to her. He rubbed the fabric at the shoulder of her dress between his fingers "You see, sweet Kahlan. I told you he would wake."
He turned his attention to Richard. "You are a wedding gift for my lovely bride. I promised her one last visit with you before I kill you. Richard was more alert now at seeing Rahl, beginning to seethe at seeing his touch on her shoulder. "We were wed just yesterday. I wanted to show her I can be agreeable and offered her this visit with you as my gift to her." He walked to stand just inches from Richard's reach, looking directly into his eyes, a slight smile on his lips, "I of course, kept her all to myself throughout the night as any new groom would do. Isn't that right, Kahlan?" Richard lunged in his shackles, his face twisted in rage.
Kahlan was loath to answer. Her tears flowed steadily.
"Tell him how much you enjoyed yourself Kahlan. Tell him how you called my name."
"You're a vile pig" she spat out. "I hated every disgusting moment."
Richard's anger was replaced with agonizing pain and defeat. He had failed her. He had promised to protect her and keep her safe from Rahl. Visions of his nightmare once again flashed in his mind; his beloved Kahlan suffering at the hands of this evil before him. Tears ran down his face, his head slumped forward, he couldn't meet her eyes "I'm so sorry Kahlan" he whispered.
Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Kahlan took a few steps forward to stand before Richard. Her voice pleaded, "No, Richard. I'm sorry. I tried to stop him…" Rahl grabbed her arm and yanked her away from him. Richard felt dead inside. Agony gripped every fiber of his being. His head hung low "kill me now." The very thought of her trying to stop Rahl only added to his anguish. His pain so great he begged for Rahl to kill him. "Please, kill me now."
"In time Seeker. I'm enjoying your pain too much to kill you so soon." He turned to Kahlan. "Leave us now. I'll join you soon, my sweet." He looked back to see the heartache on Richard's face.
"I've sent men to meet Cara at the temple. They will return shortly with her treacherous sisters. When I get my hands on those who wished to betray me and side with you, they will hang here next to you in this pit." Rahl walked near the stairs leading back up to the palace. "Sleep well, Seeker, knowing our sweet Kahlan will be pleasing me this night."
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*Chapter 1* *Chapter 2* *Chapter 3* *Chapter 4 *Chapter 5* *Chapter 6* *Chapter 7* *Chapter 8* *Chapter 9*