I DO NOT own "The legend of The Seeker" TV series or "The Sword of Truth" Novel Series. The novel series is owned by Terry Goodkind. GOD BLESS HIM :-)

Note: The events of this story take place after season two finale "Tears".

Chapter 1: What's your name?

It was early morning when Darken Rahl woke up, feeling upset, displeased and annoyed. His last night was quite a mess. That woman they brought to him was not exactly what he expected. He expected something more...savage, but there was nothing special about it. He had to -literally- kick the woman out of his bedchamber and he threatened to kill the one who brought her once he woke up. Not only that, he also had a very strange dream that he couldn't understand; he dreamed that he was lost in a desert, thirsty, hungry, tired, so close to death, then, a beautiful young woman appeared from the middle of nowhere. She walked towards him, leaned against him and kissed him softly. It was a sweet kiss that gave him his strength back. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, and when he opened his eyes, she was gone.

That dream made him really upset. It was meaningless. He hated the feeling of being lost even if it was just a dream. He tried to remember if he ever saw this young woman before in real life, but he couldn't recall her features at all. It was the only vague thing in the dream; how she looked. He needed something...or someone to refresh him. He decided to pay a visit to the Mord-Siths temple. He was quite sure that they had all the experience they needed to cheer their beloved lord and make it up for him. Once he thought of that, a smile was drawn on his face. He got up from bed, walked to his bathroom. He washed his face and then he headed to his wardrobe to get dressed.

"Good morning, Mistress Brenda", he said, as she was standing in the entrance hall, welcoming him.

"Good morning, my lord. What a sudden and unexpected visit!", Brenda said politely.

"I don't recall that I need your permission before coming." Rahl said with a look in his eyes. A look of anger mixed with a bit of irony.

"Of course not, my lord. I didn't mean that. Please, accept my apology." she said, kneeling on the floor.

"It is alright, Brenda. But, remember, I am in a very bad mood, so don't try to upset me more than I am already." he said, looking at her threateningly.

"If my lord allows me, I will send for some of my sisters to help you feel better. We live only to serve you". She said, still kneeling on the floor.

"Make it quick, I will be waiting for them at the bathtub." he said, smiling.

Brenda headed to get what Rahl ordered, and he headed to the bathtub. Once he reached it, he took his clothes off, then he stepped into it, enjoying the warmth of the water.

Brenda came back with three of her sisters, naked (all but Brenda), beautiful and fierce. Exactly what Rahl preferred. The three Mord-Siths stepped in the bathtub, all looking at Rahl with eyes full of desire, lust and a silent agreement that they would do whatever he asked for just to please him.

Once they reached him, they started pouring water on his bare body with their hands, touching him in a certain manner that would make him moan. He closed his eyes, imagining that night when he would return to his bed with one of them, or maybe all of them.

A few moment later, a loud scream was heard, a scream of a woman. Then a couple of moments later, there was another scream, and another and another. Rahl opened his eyes in astonishment. The others were shocked; no one knew the source of these screams. A few moments later, a woman appeared from the corridor, with half of her face covered in blood.

"Mistress Heather, what happened to you?", Brenda asked, still shocked.

"It is that bitch...SHE HIT ME WITH THE FOOD PLATE!" said Heather angrily, trying to sweep the blood.

"SHE HIT YOU?! HOW DARE SHE? AND HOW COULD YOU ALLOW SUCH A THING?", Brenda screamed.

"I didn't expect it. It was a sudden attack. But don't worry, she was punished for it. I touched her with the agiel until she was just one inch from dropping dead, and this is just the beginning."

Darken was still in shock. He has never heard such screams in that place. The training of young girls didn't take place here. This was his place, his private place. His shock was mixed with anger for being disturbed, especially that his last night didn't go well and he really needed to relax.

A few moments later, Rahl looked at Brenda and Heather and said, "Would anyone kindly care to explain to me what is happening here? And who is that "bitch" who dared to hit one of my Mord-Siths and how could she do it? As far as I know, my Mord-Siths should be strong enough to protect themselves against such "attacks"? Actually, I find it very funny...EXPLAIN TO ME IMMEDIATELY", he screamed.

Brenda took a step forward, and then she said, "Two weeks ago, we attacked a village called "Carden" to get some new girls to be trained. That was supposed to be an easy task. We were about to leave with the girls when she appeared... asking for the girls or she will have to fight to get them back. We thought she was crazy, I mean how could she challenge us knowing that we could kill her in no time? We didn't take her seriously but Heather was so upset that such a normal girl dared to challenge a Mord-Sith, so Heather simply accepted the challenge."

A few moments passed, while Rahl was looking at Brenda waiting for her to continue, but she didn't. She just kept looking at him.

"Then, what happened?", he asked, impatiently.

Brenda opened her mouth to answer but she couldn't speak. He was about to yell at her when Heather took a step forward and said, "After I told that girl that I accepted the challenge, she drew her sword and..."

"She drew her sword? She had a sword?", he asked, surprised.

"Yes, my lord. I drew my agiels, she drew her sword and we started fighting, then...", she stopped for a few moments.

"Should I beg each one of you to continue? SPEAK, HEATHER." he screamed.

"I have to admit that I underestimated her. She was a very good sword fighter, she was fighting fiercely, although she couldn't wound me but I couldn't even get close enough to touch her with the agiel. It took me some time before I could get closer, but that's when something strange happened."

"Don't say she is immune to the touch of the agiel". He said sarcastically.

"No, my lord, she is not. However, the effect of the agiel on her is different."

"How is it different? Didn't she feel the pain?", he asked, curiously.

"She did, my lord, but not like the others. It looked like she could handle the pain for a while before breaking down. The effect of the agiel on her is less than its effect on the others."

Rahl kept looking at Heather, trying to find out if that story was real or not. He signed at her to continue.

"When I touched her with the agiel and she felt its pain, she screamed for a few moments before... before holding it with her free hand (as her right hand was still holding the sword), grabbing it from mine and throwing it on the ground, then...She stabbed me."

Rahl was greatly shocked. He couldn't believe what his Mord-Sith was saying, yet, he preferred to listen to the whole story before commenting.

Heather looked at Brenda, urging her to continue. Brenda said, "It was unexpected to all of us, my lord. We thought that she was just a showy girl who wants the people at her village to see her as a hero, or maybe she was related to one of the young girls. We were sure that Heather would handle it very easily, and that's why we didn't interfere. But as soon as we saw that girl stabbing Heather, we ran towards her with our agiels in our hands and we didn't leave her until she fainted out of pain, then I revived Heather, and we decided to bring her here to punish her for what she did, especially that... We lost all the young girls."

"That is just perfect. So, a village girl who probably knows nothing about life other than cooking and entertaining her man in bed, fought one of my "toughest" Mord-Siths and literally killed her, in addition to being a little immune to the magic of the agiel. Oh, I almost forgot, she hit you with a food plate. And, above all of that...YOU LOST THE DAMNED GIRLS."

Rahl was beyond furious. His day was just getting worse. He was also surprised that such an incident took place. How couldn't Heather kill that girl since the first moment? She was supposed to be one of his strongest Mord-Siths. He was so sure of that, then what made things go differently this time? What is so special about that particular girl?

"Bring her to me, immediately.", Darken said, trying to keep himself calm.

"Who do you mean, my lord?", Heather asked, confused.

"The "bitch", Heather; the one who challenged you, killed you and then hit you. GO AND BRING HER HERE, NOW", Rahl screamed.

Heather felt the anger of her master. She knew that he would punish her for that later. "Yes, my lord", she said.

Rahl closed his eyes trying to get relaxed while the three Mord-Siths in the bathtub continued pouring water on his body. Heather disappeared in the long corridor leading to the dungeon. A few minutes later, she returned back grabbing the "prisoner" from her arm.

"That's her, my lord." She said, smiling widely. She knew that she would be punished, too. She also might be Rahl's guest for the night, and what punishment could be worse than that for such "innocent" village girls?

Rahl opened his eyes. As soon as he set his eyes on her, he couldn't even blink. He could only admit that she was...gorgeous. Maybe the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. She wasn't a girl like they described her. She was a woman. She was about the same age as Heather and Brenda, maybe a few years younger. She had long black silky hair, green eyes, and her skin was white and seemed so soft though he didn't touch it. Her face was so calm and so fierce at the same time. Her features seemed...royal.

"She can't be just a village girl.", he said to himself.

She was looking at him with fury and disgust that he couldn't mistake. He has seen that look on the faces of many girls but it was always mixed with fear, but that particular look was different. She was not scared, at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be very strong and composed.

"What's your name?", he asked her.

"Does it make a difference? All women are the same to you, existed for your pleasure, right?" she said, smiling in irony.

Heather drew her agiel to hit her, but Rahl pointed to her not to do it.

"So, you won't tell me your name? Fine. We can discuss that later... in my bedchamber", he said while looking at her trying to figure out the effect of his words on her. But, to his surprise, she didn't even blink.

It made him mad that he couldn't make her feel uncomfortable or scared, but he hid his feeling. She was upsetting him, standing in front of him, not scared at all, even after he implied that she would be his guest for the night. He is not used to being challenged, and he definitely wouldn't let her win. So, he thought of something else. Suddenly, he stepped out of the bathtub, naked. Brenda offered him a towel but he ignored her. He walked towards the young woman, who looked away, feeling embarrassed that there's a naked man standing in front of her. Her embarrassment was clearly shown on her face, and he liked it. He walked towards her, then he stopped almost an inch away. He leaned on her ear and whispered, "You can have it, all of it... tonight." He was about to kiss her neck when she suddenly looked at him and put her hand on his bare chest to push him away, "NO.", she said firmly, stepping away from him, still trying to keep her eyes away from his naked body. Rahl took a step backwards, surprised.

He signed to Brenda to hand him the towel, and then he wrapped it around his waist. There was silence for over a minute. Rahl was thinking deeply, looking at the young woman, then to Brenda and Heather, then back to the young woman. He looked at the ground, and then he lifted his head, looking at Brenda, "Prepare her. She is coming with me.", he said, and then he looked at the young woman again, but still no response. This drove him crazy, so he screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? HER PERMISSION?".

Brenda grabbed her and pushed her hard that she nearly hit the wall. Rahl shouted, "Careful, Brenda. I want her in one piece. She is no use to me dead, or wounded. I accept nothing but whole things."

"Of course, my lord." said Brenda, looking at Heather. They were both smiling.

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