She put a fingernail between her teeth for a moment,
Jordan heels her dark-eyed gaze shifting about as she considered his words. "There is that much good in it, then, that he survived. But then in return for their help, that would mean the chimes could cross the veil...."
Her brow puckered. "Your grandson, you say. Has he the gift?"
A thousand things at once flashed through Zedd's mind. He answered with a simple "Yes."
Franca smiled briefly and politely, to show she was pleased for Zedd, and then moved into action. She threw
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Franca graciously gestured for him to sit. While he did, she retrieved two cups. After pouring tea from a pot hung over the glowing embers in the hearth, she set one before him and
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She dithered before saying, "I suspect there must be more to it."
Zedd sighed. "There is a great deal more, but time is running short."
"Mind hitting a few of the high spots for me?"
"Well, all right, then." Zedd took a sip of tea first. "Do you recall D'Hara?"
Her hand with the teacup paused on its way to her lips. "And how could one not recall D'Hara?"
"Yes, well, the thing is, my daughter was
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"I'm so sorry," she said with sincere sympathy. "But what does that have to do with D'Hara?'
"The man who fathered him was Darken Rahl, of D'Hara."
Her hands took on a decided tremble. She had not yet managed to get the tea to her mouth. With care, Franca set down her full cup lest she spill her tea before ever
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"Do you mean to tell me that this grandson of yours is the progeny of two lines of wizards - and is the very same Lord Rahl demanding the surrender of all lands of the Midlands?"
"Ah, well, yes, that would be him."
"And that this grandson of yours, the Lord Rahl himself, is the same one who is going to be wedded to the Mother Confessor herself?"