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uld be the destruction of all life。 One snowflake indeed。 Magic is dangerous。’
‘How can I fix it？’
The Stone of Tears must be put back on the Keeper。 The lock； the seal； must be restored。 The Stone of Tears must be sent back to its rightful place； in the underworld； where it will serve to restrain the Keeper’s power in this world。 To do that requires both powers。
‘The key must then be turned in the lock； so to speak； by closing the gateway。 This also requires both Magics。 Doing any of this with only one side of the magic would rip the veil； so a wizard with the gift for only the Additive； such as myself； would be of no help。 Only one such as you can acplish the task。
‘Until it is done； we are in terrible danger。 If you act wrongly； use the stone for your own reasons； you have the power to destroy the balance and tear the veil the rest of the way； sending us all into eternal night。’
Richard stared at the table while he thought。 ‘Do you know what an ‘agent’ is？’
‘Ah。 You must be talking about the trouble with the uping winter solstice。 An agent is one who trades favors with the Keeper； favors such as the innocent souls of children； in return for knowledge of the use of Subtractive Magic。’
He gave Richard a dark look。 ‘But that would not be a problem； because you sent Darken Rahl to the underworld； where he has no power here。 Darken Rahl is in the underworld； is he not？’
Richard felt a gnawing pain in the pit of his stomach。 He had not only torn the veil； but in violating the Second Rule again； by trying to help with a gathering； he had brought an agent； Darken Rahl； back to this world where he could act to tear the veil。 It was all Richard’s fault。 He felt hot and dizzy。 He thought he might be sick at any moment。
‘Nathan； I have to get this collar off。’
Nathan shrugged。 ‘I can’t help with that。’
Richard had e here for a specific reason。 He decided he had to try to get the answer。 He cleared his throat。
‘Nathan； there is someone very important to me。 She is in danger； and I must help。 There is a prophecy about her that is written down； but it also came to me in a vision。’
‘Which prophecy？’
‘Of all there were； but a single one born of the magic to bring forth truth will remain alive when the shadow’s threat is lifted。。。。’
In his deep； powerful voice； Nathan finished the prophecy。 ‘Therefore es the greater darkness of the dead。 For there to be a chance at life’s bond； this one in white must be offered to her people； to bring their joy and good cheer。’
‘Then you know of it。 Nathan； I saw the meaning of the prophecy。 I was told not to speak of the vision； but it’s not a joyful oute as far as I’m concerned。’
‘She is beheaded；’ Nathan said in a quiet voice。 That is the true meaning of that prophecy。’
Richard put his arm across his churning stomach。 That was what he had seen in the vision。 His world started spinning again。
‘Nathan； I have to get away from here。 I have to stop that from happening。’
‘Richard； look at me。’ Richard looked up； managing to hold the tears back。 ‘Richard； I must tell you the truth。 If this prophecy does not happen； there is nothing beyond。 We all die。 It will be the end of all life。 The Keeper will have us。
‘If you use your power to stop it； you will rip the veil asunder and allow the Keeper to swallow the word of the living。’
Richard shot to his feet。 ‘Why！ Why would she have to die to save the living！ It makes no sense！’ His fist tightened around the hilt of the sword。 ‘I have to stop it！ It’s just a stupid riddle！ I won’t let her die for a riddle！’
‘Richard； a time will e when you have to make a choice。 I have been hoping for a very long time now that when that time es； you will be wise enough to make the right choice。 You have the power to destroy us all if you choose wrongly。’
‘I will not stand here while you tell me I must let her die。 The good spirits have done nothing to help。 I must。 I will。’
Richard stormed from the room。 Cracks ran along the walls beside him as he marched down the hall。 Chunks of plaster rained down behind as he went。 Richard only dimly noticed； but it pleased his temper。 When he went through the shield； the paint on the walls to the side charred and curled。
Richard’s thoughts ran wildly in all directions at once。 He knew now that his vision had been of what was going to happen if he didn’t stop it。 It was going to e true if he couldn’t get away from the palace。 Maybe that was what the prophecy meant； that he would be held prisoner there； and he wouldn’t be able to help； and Kahlan would die。
In the courtyard below； Richard saw a motion。 Guards were running from everywhere。 When he got closer； he saw one of the Baka Ban Mana blade masters。 There had to be close to a hundred worried…looking guards surrounding him in a ring； holding their distance。 The man in loose…fitting clothes； in the center of the ring； looked unconcerned。
Richard pushed through the throng。 ‘What’s going on？’
The man bowed to Richard。 ‘Caharin。 I am Jiaan。 Your wife； Du Chaillu； has sent me to give you a message。’
Richard decided not to contest the wife part。 ‘What is it？’
‘I am to tell you that she has followed her husband’s instructions。 We have brought the Majendie to a peace with us。 We no longer make war with them； or the people here。’
‘That’s wonderful news； Jiaan。 Tell her I am proud of her； and her people。’
‘Your people；’ Jiaan corrected。 ‘She wants you to know she has decided to bear the child。 And she also sends message that we are ready to return to our homeland。 She wishes to know when you will e to take us there。’
Richard glanced around at the people。 Not only guards were gathered； but Sisters； too。 He recognized a few of his teachers watching： Sisters Tovi； Nicci； and Armina。 Pasha stood nearby。 At the far edge of the crowd he saw Sister Verna。 On a balcony in the distance； beyond the walls； he saw the squat figure of the Prelate。
Richard turned back to Jiaan。 Tell her to be ready； that it will be soon。’
Jiaan bowed。 Thank you； Caharin。 We will be ready。’
Richard spoke to the guards in a circle around them。 This man has e in peace。 He is to be left in peace。’
Jiaan strode away； unconcerned； as if he were alone on a walk； but the ring of guards moved with him； as Richard knew they would until he was well clear of the city。 The crowd started drifting away。
Richard’s head was pounding。 He had brought his father back from the underworld by violating the Wizard’s Second Rule a second time in the spirit house； he had tried to do the right thing and instead had brought harm。 Warren had told him that the Keeper needed an agent to escape； and Richard had provided one。
His mind reeled。 He had just found out that Kahlan loved him and life seemed good again； only to discover that he was to be trapped here for hundreds of years； and if he couldn’t escape； Kahlan would die on winter solstice。 His thoughts went around and around in a desperate tangle。
He had to do something。 Time was running out。 He decided to find the one person who might be able to help him。
CHAPTER 64
She heard the voices in the outer office； and hoped it was who she thought it would be。 She was not looking forward to this； but she was running out of time。 Richard would have surely found a way to see Nathan by now； and Nathan would have done his part。 Now it was time to do hers。
She couldn’t pletely trust Nathan； but in this； he would have done what was required。 He knew the consequences of failure。 His had been a task she didn’t envy …adding the weight of that snowflake。
With a flick of her fingers； the door swung open。 She had had to have the carpenters fix the doorframe。 Richard had shattered it with his Han； without even being aware of what he had done。 And that was before he had even gone to Nathan。
The curt speech cut off as the door opened； and the three faces looked in； awaiting instruction。
‘Sister Ulicia； Finella； it’s late； why don’t you two run along to your offices and tend to your paperwork。 I will see her。 Sister Verna； please e in。’
Ann stood as Sister Verna strode in。 She liked Verna。 She abhorred what she was going to have to do to her； but she was running out of time。 Hundreds of years to prepare； and now time and events were slipping through her fingers。
The world was at the brink。
Verna bowed。 ‘Prelate Annalina。’
‘Please； Verna； sit down。 It has been so long。’
Verna pulled a chair close to the opposite side of the table。 She sat with her back straight and her hands folded in her lap。 ‘How good of you to take your valuable time to see me。’
Ann almost smiled。 Almost。 Dear Creator； thank you for sending her to me testy； though it won’t make my job any less onerous； it will surely make it easier。
‘I have been busy。’
‘So have I；’ Verna snapped。 ‘For the last twenty…odd years。’
‘Apparently not busy enough。 We seem to be having difficulty with a boy you c