Road to Ruin 3d/?
Title: Road to Ruin 3d/?
Author: synergyfox
Pairing(s): Cara/Kahlan, Garen/Dahlia, Raina/Berdine, Denna/Nicci
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Cara being adorable... oh and then... uh... some... stuff... that involves me hiding behind a riot shield? Yes.
Disclaimer: Terry Goodkind [and Disney] own the Sword of Truth/Legend of the Seeker... I honestly just own the demented brain behind this fic - oh and an Optimus Prime helmet I write in.
Summary: Post-Torn, things don't go as planned and the two parts of Kahlan are not reunited.
Part: | 1 | 2 | 3a | 3b | 3c | 3d |
Note: And to clarify, no - Cara hasn't been allowed to give Kahlan sexyteims.
Kahlan sang softly as she ran her fingers gently across Cara's shoulder, watching the sleeping blonde carefully. She ran her fingers across the well memorized scars from battles, training and her own hand. Nearly four months had passed since Cara's melt down in the bowels of the Confessor's Palace.
Kahlan held Cara close to her chest, kissing the side of her head gently and rubbing her back. Cara clung tightly to her and Kahlan had the sneaking suspicion that not even Zedd's powerful magic would be able to separate her Mord'Sith from her side (not that she wanted Cara to part from her).
Kahlan gently lowered one of her hands and cupped Cara's face, looking down at her with soft eyes, "Cara... I want you to do something for me. It's going to be very hard." Cara looked up at her, eyes holding a hidden terror behind them, "I want you to cry for me. You need to cry sweetie. You need to get it out."
Cara shook her head and leaned into Kahlan, clamping her eyes shut, "no."
She brushed her fingers over Cara's cheek and held her closer, "you need to get it out, Cari."
"No," Cara whimpered, her stomach twisting in fear - the last time she cried Kahlan mocked her.
The last time she showed weakness...
Kahlan mocked her.
She refused to be weak again.
"Cara. You need to get it out."
"No. I want my Agiel."
Kahlan stiffened against Cara, "no. You're not going to use that," she paused and drew her hand over Cara's cheek, "look at me sweetie. Cari... it does not make you weak. I swear to you."
Cara shook her head quickly and tried to pull away from Kahlan but the Mother Confessor pulled her even closer, "It does. Crying makes me weak. You said so. You mocked me. You-"
Kahlan placed a finger to her lips, silencing her, "I know. I was horrid and cruel... but I will never do that to you again, Cara. I will never abuse you like that again. I know that I have to show you in my actions and not my words... but I swear it Cara. On my love for you I will never harm you again."
Cara's eyes welled up with tears and she tried to keep from crying.
She failed.
No mocking came, just arms holding her closer and a soothing hand on her back.
Kahlan trailed her fingers across the long scar on Cara's side before ghosting over her stomach. A smile formed on her lips when the Mord'Sith grasped her wrist gently and pulled the arm around her.
"You're going to spoil her and she's barely even a bump..." Cara muttered moving closer and pressing her nose to Kahlan's collarbone, resting.
Cara shifted uncomfortably as Zedd placed his hand on her bare hips, she had come to think of him as her grandfather; it would be awkward for anyone to have their grandfather looking at them naked. Kahlan stood behind her, hands resting supportively on her strong shoulders, drawing her attention away from the Wizard for a few moments.
"You were not born sterile, correct?" Zedd asked, keeping his tone one of professionalism.
That drew her back to look at him, "I was not born sterile," he stared into her eyes for a few minutes, searching before nodding his head and continuing with his exam. Cara's looked at him gratefully, she really did not wish to go into such an intimate subject.
"There are signs of previous childbirth," he lifted his eyes to look at Cara again and she nodded slowly, hearing Kahlan's intake of breath.
Zedd did not bother to ask about the child, this was merely to assess the damage done to her years ago at the hand of Darken Rahl. He pushed his thumb into the skin near her hips and she grimaced, biting her bottom lip.
"Kahlan, I need to speak with Cara in private."
Cara lifted her hands and placed them on Kahlan's, turning her head up to look at the woman before glancing back down to Zedd, "she can stay."
He hesitated before nodding, "alright," he straightened slowly, "I can fix the sterilization..." he looked to Kahlan, "she cannot have any stress during the pregnancy." Kahlan nodded her head slowly and looked down at Cara, "It will be a risky pregnancy because she will be carrying a Confessor."
"Can we have a moment to talk about this in private, Zedd?"
Zedd nodded and moved quietly from Kahlan's office, "Kahlan?"
Kahlan moved around and stood between Cara's legs, wrapping her arms gently around the woman's waist, pulling her close, "are you sure you want to? I can't ask you to do thi-"
Cara moved her hands up and cupped Kahlan's face, looking into her eyes, "I want to Kahlan. It's the one thing you can't have. The one things I can give."
"Do you want to go for a walk this afternoon?" Kahlan asked, caressing Cara's back slowly, drawing simple shapes into Cara's bare skin. She felt Cara smile against her shoulder and pulled her Mord'Sith closer, a hand sneaking to her mate's stomach, caressing slowly.
"Kahlan." Cara warned, "you're going to spoil her."
Kahlan's lips twitched, "of course I am and whether you like it or not you will also be spoiled." She brought her hand up to cup Cara's face, "because you are my mate and you are carrying my daughter inside of you. Our daughter."
Cara let out a discontent sound and Kahlan sat up some, pulling Cara with her as she did so, "I do not wish to be waited on hand and foot."
Kahlan smiled and kissed the top of Cara's head, "too bad. Zedd said no stress."
Cara rolled her eyes and moved around a bit, straddling Kahlan's lap - Kahlan quickly pulled one of the sheets up to cover Cara's shoulders to keep her warm. "Kahlan. Not letting me do anything is stressful. I am Mord'Sith," Cara huffed, puffing her cheeks out slightly, "and you won't even let me handle an Agiel."
Kahlan drew her fingers slowly up Cara's sides cupping her breasts lightly, looking into her eyes, "I am very well aware of the fact that you are Mord'Sith."
Gentle hands caressed her breasts and Cara moaned softly, biting her bottom lip, "Kahlan..."
"Hmm?" Kahlan asked, looking completely innocent, letting her hands fall to Cara's hips again, pulling her closer.
"Evil woman," Cara muttered under her breath, "now if you please..." she slowly clambered off of Kahlan and sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's pulling me down there."
Kahlan lifted her eyes from the paperwork in front of her and looked to Cara who was sitting quietly in one of the chairs she pulled around to be close to her mate. "What do you mean, Cara? What's pulling you where?"
Cara shook her head and looked down sadly, "I don't know. It's just pulling me down. Something wants me to go down there again."
Kahlan's gut twisted and she put the papers down, "come here." Cara stood slowly and moved over, sitting slowly on her Mistress' lap. "What does it feel like?"
The Mother Confessor watched as Cara's face screwed up some in concentration, "like... Lord Rahl compelling me to do something." Cara turned slightly in Kahlan's arms, resting her head on her shoulder, "I don't understand why. I need to go down there again."
"No." Kahlan breathed, pulling Cara close, "no... not while you're pregnant."
"Kahlan..." Cara protested, her face scrunching in indignation, "I need to."
"No. You don't. We'll both go down after you've given birth, alright? But not while you're pregnant. Do you understand me? It's too dangerous for you and our baby." Cara nodded quietly and closed her eyes, "promise me you won't go down there Cara. Not without me and not until you've given birth. Think about our child. Do you really want to put her in danger?"
Cara's voice was small when she answered, Kahlan's words ringing true in her mind, "no. I don't want to harm our baby."
Kahlan smiled softly and cupped Cara's face before wrapping her arms around her Mord'Sith, brushing her lips against the blonde hair, "then don't go down there. Not now. It will only cause unneeded stress. If it will make you feel better I will send a few of the Home Guard down to investigate."
Cara shook her head, "no... I will wait until after our daughter's birth." Whatever it was that was pulling her down there was something she had to look into, not something for another.
Kahlan smiled as she stood between Cara's legs, already in her white dress, holding a shirt and pants, "why can't I have my leathers?" Cara asked, crossing her arms over her chest, glaring at the cotton shirt and breeches.
Her mate's eyes danced mercilessly, "because you're pregnant. That means no leathers for you for nine months."
"Excuse me?!" Cara spluttered, eyes wide with horror, "and you expect me to wear those?!"
"Would you rather wear a dress?"
Cara's eyes widened even more and she scrambled back onto the bed, shaking her head, "no!"
Kahlan held the clothing up, "then you're going to put these on because if you don't I'll have a dress sent for."
Cara gulped and scrambled forward, moving to take the shirt but Kahlan held it above her head. Cara glared up at her and pursed her lips before holding her hands up allowing Kahlan to gently pull the shirt down over her body. Cara continued to scowl and glare the entire time as Kahlan pulled the pants on for her with very little protest.
She did not want to be stuck in a dress for the duration of this pregnancy.
"See? That wasn't so bad. Now do your pants and put on these socks and boots." Cara nodded slowly and began to do as she was told while Kahlan moved towards the large doors, smiling at the young chambermaid, "thank you, the dress won't be necessary."
"You were actually going to put me in a dress?" Cara asked, frowning as she moved behind Kahlan.
"That was fast." Kahlan grinned, turning her head to look at Cara with an amused expression.
Cara's eyes narrowed, "I am Mord'Sith."
"Yes, I know you are," she brushed her fingers against Cara's hand before looking to her chambermaid, "is breakfast ready?"
Mariya nodded her head, "yes Mistress."
"Wonderful. Please see to it that my room is cleaned."
"Yes Mistress."
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Time Skip because nothing important happens
during breakfast other than Cara being generally
cute. Attention span = fail.
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The familiar scream of an Agiel was what pulled her attention away long enough for the cold metal to be slapped around her neck. A strong arm wrapped around her throat, the scent of leather filling her nostrils. A feral scream ripped from her throat and she dug her fingers into the arm when another Agiel slammed into her mate's chest.
Cara's scream mixed with hers and in seconds she collapsed in Denna's arms, unmoving, "NO! YOU BRING HER BACK!" Kahlan screeched, kicking her legs and struggling with her captor.
"Not until you agree for the two halves to be restored. Do you understand, Mother Confessor?"
Kahlan's eyes flashed black and she reached out, trying to overcome the Rada'Han and unleash the Con'Dar. Her mate needed to be brought back.
"I am whole you D'Haran whore!" Kahlan snarled, baring her teeth, "you bring her back! She is carrying my child!" Kahlan screamed, "bring her back!"
Denna gently handed Cara in the arms of another blonde Mord'Sith who lowered her gently to the ground. The Home Guard in the room refused to move, not wanting to endanger the last Confessor with their actions.
"That is impossible. Cara is sterile."
Kahlan screamed as she struggled against two Mord'Sith now, both straining with the effort of keeping the enraged woman contained. A Sister of the Dark entered the hall and waved her hand; grunts filled the air as the Home Guard were forced through doors and disappeared through walls. She lowered her veil and Kahlan kicked her feet, trying to injure Nicci or the Mord'Sith holding her.
"ZEDD HEALED HER!" Kahlan screeched, tears falling fast from her eyes.
"Denna. She's. Getting... hard to..." one of the Mord'Sith holding her grunted and yet another moved to hold Kahlan down.
"Please! Do anything you have to! Please! Just bring her back!" Kahlan begged, desperation evident in her voice as she continued to struggle, "please!"
She watched as the Mord'Sith holding Cara pulled her glove off with her teeth and pulled her shirt up, pressing her hand against Cara's stomach. Her eyes widened when she felt it and reacted immediately, moving Cara from her arms and placing her flat on the floor. Kahlan felt relief wash over her and ceased to struggle as the Mord'Sith tilted Cara's head back and her chin up. The blonde brushed her thumb against Cara's lips and opened her mouth before leaning forward and drawing in a long breath, exhaling slowly as she delivered the Breath of Life.
"What do you think you're doing, Dahlia?!" Denna shouted, drawing her Agiel only to have one of the Mord'Sith holding her let go and tackle Denna into a wall, arm pressed firmly to Denna's throat, "Garen?" She rasped, eyes widening.
"Never draw your Agiel on my mate again, Denna. I will not hesitate to kill you do you understand me?"
Kahlan used the lack of the Mord'Sith to throw the other two off and lunge across the hall, landing on her knees next to Cara just as she gasped for breath. She pulled Cara into her arms and pressed her lips to Cara's hair, trembling. "Cara? Are you okay?" She brought her hand to Cara's stomach, swatting the hand of the Mord'Sith away, caressing her stomach, "the baby?"
"Kahlan?" Cara asked, eyes unfocused, "the... baby."
Kahlan's head whipped around and she pointed to Nicci, eyes hardening, "get over here and check on my mate and child. If you don't... this Rada'Han on my neck won't keep me from killing you. I'll use my bare hands to rip you apart. If anything happens to happens to either of them you will know the true power of the Mother Confessor." Kahlan growled and even the Mord'Sith looked fearful.
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Author: synergyfox
Pairing(s): Cara/Kahlan, Garen/Dahlia, Raina/Berdine, Denna/Nicci
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Cara being adorable... oh and then... uh... some... stuff... that involves me hiding behind a riot shield? Yes.
Disclaimer: Terry Goodkind [and Disney] own the Sword of Truth/Legend of the Seeker... I honestly just own the demented brain behind this fic - oh and an Optimus Prime helmet I write in.
Summary: Post-Torn, things don't go as planned and the two parts of Kahlan are not reunited.
Part: | 1 | 2 | 3a | 3b | 3c | 3d |
Note: And to clarify, no - Cara hasn't been allowed to give Kahlan sexyteims.
Kahlan sang softly as she ran her fingers gently across Cara's shoulder, watching the sleeping blonde carefully. She ran her fingers across the well memorized scars from battles, training and her own hand. Nearly four months had passed since Cara's melt down in the bowels of the Confessor's Palace.
Kahlan held Cara close to her chest, kissing the side of her head gently and rubbing her back. Cara clung tightly to her and Kahlan had the sneaking suspicion that not even Zedd's powerful magic would be able to separate her Mord'Sith from her side (not that she wanted Cara to part from her).
Kahlan gently lowered one of her hands and cupped Cara's face, looking down at her with soft eyes, "Cara... I want you to do something for me. It's going to be very hard." Cara looked up at her, eyes holding a hidden terror behind them, "I want you to cry for me. You need to cry sweetie. You need to get it out."
Cara shook her head and leaned into Kahlan, clamping her eyes shut, "no."
She brushed her fingers over Cara's cheek and held her closer, "you need to get it out, Cari."
"No," Cara whimpered, her stomach twisting in fear - the last time she cried Kahlan mocked her.
The last time she showed weakness...
Kahlan mocked her.
She refused to be weak again.
"Cara. You need to get it out."
"No. I want my Agiel."
Kahlan stiffened against Cara, "no. You're not going to use that," she paused and drew her hand over Cara's cheek, "look at me sweetie. Cari... it does not make you weak. I swear to you."
Cara shook her head quickly and tried to pull away from Kahlan but the Mother Confessor pulled her even closer, "It does. Crying makes me weak. You said so. You mocked me. You-"
Kahlan placed a finger to her lips, silencing her, "I know. I was horrid and cruel... but I will never do that to you again, Cara. I will never abuse you like that again. I know that I have to show you in my actions and not my words... but I swear it Cara. On my love for you I will never harm you again."
Cara's eyes welled up with tears and she tried to keep from crying.
She failed.
No mocking came, just arms holding her closer and a soothing hand on her back.
Kahlan trailed her fingers across the long scar on Cara's side before ghosting over her stomach. A smile formed on her lips when the Mord'Sith grasped her wrist gently and pulled the arm around her.
"You're going to spoil her and she's barely even a bump..." Cara muttered moving closer and pressing her nose to Kahlan's collarbone, resting.
Cara shifted uncomfortably as Zedd placed his hand on her bare hips, she had come to think of him as her grandfather; it would be awkward for anyone to have their grandfather looking at them naked. Kahlan stood behind her, hands resting supportively on her strong shoulders, drawing her attention away from the Wizard for a few moments.
"You were not born sterile, correct?" Zedd asked, keeping his tone one of professionalism.
That drew her back to look at him, "I was not born sterile," he stared into her eyes for a few minutes, searching before nodding his head and continuing with his exam. Cara's looked at him gratefully, she really did not wish to go into such an intimate subject.
"There are signs of previous childbirth," he lifted his eyes to look at Cara again and she nodded slowly, hearing Kahlan's intake of breath.
Zedd did not bother to ask about the child, this was merely to assess the damage done to her years ago at the hand of Darken Rahl. He pushed his thumb into the skin near her hips and she grimaced, biting her bottom lip.
"Kahlan, I need to speak with Cara in private."
Cara lifted her hands and placed them on Kahlan's, turning her head up to look at the woman before glancing back down to Zedd, "she can stay."
He hesitated before nodding, "alright," he straightened slowly, "I can fix the sterilization..." he looked to Kahlan, "she cannot have any stress during the pregnancy." Kahlan nodded her head slowly and looked down at Cara, "It will be a risky pregnancy because she will be carrying a Confessor."
"Can we have a moment to talk about this in private, Zedd?"
Zedd nodded and moved quietly from Kahlan's office, "Kahlan?"
Kahlan moved around and stood between Cara's legs, wrapping her arms gently around the woman's waist, pulling her close, "are you sure you want to? I can't ask you to do thi-"
Cara moved her hands up and cupped Kahlan's face, looking into her eyes, "I want to Kahlan. It's the one thing you can't have. The one things I can give."
"Do you want to go for a walk this afternoon?" Kahlan asked, caressing Cara's back slowly, drawing simple shapes into Cara's bare skin. She felt Cara smile against her shoulder and pulled her Mord'Sith closer, a hand sneaking to her mate's stomach, caressing slowly.
"Kahlan." Cara warned, "you're going to spoil her."
Kahlan's lips twitched, "of course I am and whether you like it or not you will also be spoiled." She brought her hand up to cup Cara's face, "because you are my mate and you are carrying my daughter inside of you. Our daughter."
Cara let out a discontent sound and Kahlan sat up some, pulling Cara with her as she did so, "I do not wish to be waited on hand and foot."
Kahlan smiled and kissed the top of Cara's head, "too bad. Zedd said no stress."
Cara rolled her eyes and moved around a bit, straddling Kahlan's lap - Kahlan quickly pulled one of the sheets up to cover Cara's shoulders to keep her warm. "Kahlan. Not letting me do anything is stressful. I am Mord'Sith," Cara huffed, puffing her cheeks out slightly, "and you won't even let me handle an Agiel."
Kahlan drew her fingers slowly up Cara's sides cupping her breasts lightly, looking into her eyes, "I am very well aware of the fact that you are Mord'Sith."
Gentle hands caressed her breasts and Cara moaned softly, biting her bottom lip, "Kahlan..."
"Hmm?" Kahlan asked, looking completely innocent, letting her hands fall to Cara's hips again, pulling her closer.
"Evil woman," Cara muttered under her breath, "now if you please..." she slowly clambered off of Kahlan and sat on the edge of the bed.
"It's pulling me down there."
Kahlan lifted her eyes from the paperwork in front of her and looked to Cara who was sitting quietly in one of the chairs she pulled around to be close to her mate. "What do you mean, Cara? What's pulling you where?"
Cara shook her head and looked down sadly, "I don't know. It's just pulling me down. Something wants me to go down there again."
Kahlan's gut twisted and she put the papers down, "come here." Cara stood slowly and moved over, sitting slowly on her Mistress' lap. "What does it feel like?"
The Mother Confessor watched as Cara's face screwed up some in concentration, "like... Lord Rahl compelling me to do something." Cara turned slightly in Kahlan's arms, resting her head on her shoulder, "I don't understand why. I need to go down there again."
"No." Kahlan breathed, pulling Cara close, "no... not while you're pregnant."
"Kahlan..." Cara protested, her face scrunching in indignation, "I need to."
"No. You don't. We'll both go down after you've given birth, alright? But not while you're pregnant. Do you understand me? It's too dangerous for you and our baby." Cara nodded quietly and closed her eyes, "promise me you won't go down there Cara. Not without me and not until you've given birth. Think about our child. Do you really want to put her in danger?"
Cara's voice was small when she answered, Kahlan's words ringing true in her mind, "no. I don't want to harm our baby."
Kahlan smiled softly and cupped Cara's face before wrapping her arms around her Mord'Sith, brushing her lips against the blonde hair, "then don't go down there. Not now. It will only cause unneeded stress. If it will make you feel better I will send a few of the Home Guard down to investigate."
Cara shook her head, "no... I will wait until after our daughter's birth." Whatever it was that was pulling her down there was something she had to look into, not something for another.
Kahlan smiled as she stood between Cara's legs, already in her white dress, holding a shirt and pants, "why can't I have my leathers?" Cara asked, crossing her arms over her chest, glaring at the cotton shirt and breeches.
Her mate's eyes danced mercilessly, "because you're pregnant. That means no leathers for you for nine months."
"Excuse me?!" Cara spluttered, eyes wide with horror, "and you expect me to wear those?!"
"Would you rather wear a dress?"
Cara's eyes widened even more and she scrambled back onto the bed, shaking her head, "no!"
Kahlan held the clothing up, "then you're going to put these on because if you don't I'll have a dress sent for."
Cara gulped and scrambled forward, moving to take the shirt but Kahlan held it above her head. Cara glared up at her and pursed her lips before holding her hands up allowing Kahlan to gently pull the shirt down over her body. Cara continued to scowl and glare the entire time as Kahlan pulled the pants on for her with very little protest.
She did not want to be stuck in a dress for the duration of this pregnancy.
"See? That wasn't so bad. Now do your pants and put on these socks and boots." Cara nodded slowly and began to do as she was told while Kahlan moved towards the large doors, smiling at the young chambermaid, "thank you, the dress won't be necessary."
"You were actually going to put me in a dress?" Cara asked, frowning as she moved behind Kahlan.
"That was fast." Kahlan grinned, turning her head to look at Cara with an amused expression.
Cara's eyes narrowed, "I am Mord'Sith."
"Yes, I know you are," she brushed her fingers against Cara's hand before looking to her chambermaid, "is breakfast ready?"
Mariya nodded her head, "yes Mistress."
"Wonderful. Please see to it that my room is cleaned."
"Yes Mistress."
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Time Skip because nothing important happens
during breakfast other than Cara being generally
cute. Attention span = fail.
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The familiar scream of an Agiel was what pulled her attention away long enough for the cold metal to be slapped around her neck. A strong arm wrapped around her throat, the scent of leather filling her nostrils. A feral scream ripped from her throat and she dug her fingers into the arm when another Agiel slammed into her mate's chest.
Cara's scream mixed with hers and in seconds she collapsed in Denna's arms, unmoving, "NO! YOU BRING HER BACK!" Kahlan screeched, kicking her legs and struggling with her captor.
"Not until you agree for the two halves to be restored. Do you understand, Mother Confessor?"
Kahlan's eyes flashed black and she reached out, trying to overcome the Rada'Han and unleash the Con'Dar. Her mate needed to be brought back.
"I am whole you D'Haran whore!" Kahlan snarled, baring her teeth, "you bring her back! She is carrying my child!" Kahlan screamed, "bring her back!"
Denna gently handed Cara in the arms of another blonde Mord'Sith who lowered her gently to the ground. The Home Guard in the room refused to move, not wanting to endanger the last Confessor with their actions.
"That is impossible. Cara is sterile."
Kahlan screamed as she struggled against two Mord'Sith now, both straining with the effort of keeping the enraged woman contained. A Sister of the Dark entered the hall and waved her hand; grunts filled the air as the Home Guard were forced through doors and disappeared through walls. She lowered her veil and Kahlan kicked her feet, trying to injure Nicci or the Mord'Sith holding her.
"ZEDD HEALED HER!" Kahlan screeched, tears falling fast from her eyes.
"Denna. She's. Getting... hard to..." one of the Mord'Sith holding her grunted and yet another moved to hold Kahlan down.
"Please! Do anything you have to! Please! Just bring her back!" Kahlan begged, desperation evident in her voice as she continued to struggle, "please!"
She watched as the Mord'Sith holding Cara pulled her glove off with her teeth and pulled her shirt up, pressing her hand against Cara's stomach. Her eyes widened when she felt it and reacted immediately, moving Cara from her arms and placing her flat on the floor. Kahlan felt relief wash over her and ceased to struggle as the Mord'Sith tilted Cara's head back and her chin up. The blonde brushed her thumb against Cara's lips and opened her mouth before leaning forward and drawing in a long breath, exhaling slowly as she delivered the Breath of Life.
"What do you think you're doing, Dahlia?!" Denna shouted, drawing her Agiel only to have one of the Mord'Sith holding her let go and tackle Denna into a wall, arm pressed firmly to Denna's throat, "Garen?" She rasped, eyes widening.
"Never draw your Agiel on my mate again, Denna. I will not hesitate to kill you do you understand me?"
Kahlan used the lack of the Mord'Sith to throw the other two off and lunge across the hall, landing on her knees next to Cara just as she gasped for breath. She pulled Cara into her arms and pressed her lips to Cara's hair, trembling. "Cara? Are you okay?" She brought her hand to Cara's stomach, swatting the hand of the Mord'Sith away, caressing her stomach, "the baby?"
"Kahlan?" Cara asked, eyes unfocused, "the... baby."
Kahlan's head whipped around and she pointed to Nicci, eyes hardening, "get over here and check on my mate and child. If you don't... this Rada'Han on my neck won't keep me from killing you. I'll use my bare hands to rip you apart. If anything happens to happens to either of them you will know the true power of the Mother Confessor." Kahlan growled and even the Mord'Sith looked fearful.
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