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The next time she opened her eyes, Kahlan saw the girl cringing before the Sisters as they towered over her.
"I don't know," the girl was saying. "I don't know why she left. She said she had to be on her way to Caska."
The room rang with silence.
"Caska?" Sister Armina finally asked.
"Yes, that's what she said. She had to get to Caska."
"Did she have anything with her?"
"With her?" the girl whined, still sobbing and shivering. "I don't understand. What do you mean, with her?"
"With her!" Sister Ulicia screamed. "What did she have with her! She had to be carrying things—a pack, a waterskin. But she had other things. Did you see anything else of what she had with her?"
When the girl hesitated, Sister Ulicia smacked her across the face hard enough to have loosened her teeth.
"Did you see anything she had with her?"
A long string of blood from the girl's nose lay horizontally across her cheek. "When she was at supper one day, I went to take her clean towels and I saw something in her room. Something strange."
Sister Cecilia leaned down. "Strange? Like what?"
"It was, it was like a… a box. She had it wrapped in a white dress, but the dress was silky smooth and it had partly slipped off the box. It was like a box—only it was all black. But not black like paint. It was black like night itself. Black like it would take the light right out of the day."
The three Sisters straightened and stood in silence.
Kahlan knew exactly what the girl was talking about. Kahlan had gone in and taken all three of those boxes from the Garden of Life in the People's Palace—from Lord Rahl's palace.
When she had brought the first one out, Sister Ulicia had been furious at Kahlan for not bringing all three of them out at once, but they were larger than expected and there had been no room to hide them all in her pack, so Kahlan had at first brought out only one. Sister Ulicia had wrapped that vile thing in Kahlan's white dress and had given it to Tovi, telling her to hurry and be on her way, that they would all meet up later. Sister Ulicia hadn't wanted to risk getting caught in the palace with one of (he three boxes and so she hadn't wanted Sister Tovi to wait while Kahlan went back up into the Garden of Life after the other two boxes.
"Why did Tovi go to Caska?" Sister Ulicia asked.
"I don't know," the girl wept. "I don't know, I swear I don't. I only know that I heard her say to my parents that she had to be on her way to Caska. She left a few days back."
In the quiet, lying against the floor, Kahlan struggled to breathe. Each breath sent agonizing stitches of pain through her ribs. She knew that it was only going to be the beginning of the pain. When the Sisters finished with the girl they would turn their attention to Kahlan.
"Maybe we had better get some sleep in out of the rain," Sister Armina finally suggested. "We can start out early."
Sister Ulicia, her fist with the dacra on her hip, paced between the girl and the butcher block, thinking. Shards of pottery crunched under her hoots.
"No," she said as she turned back to the others. "Something is wrong."
"You mean with the spell-form? You mean because of the man?"
Sister Ulicia waved a hand dismissively. "An anomaly. Nothing more. No, something is wrong about the rest of it. Why would Tovi leave? She had explicit instructions to meet us here. And she was here—but then she leaves. There were no other guests, no Imperial Order troops in the area, she knew we were on our way, and yet she leaves. It makes no sense."
"And why Caska?" Sister Cecilia asked. "Why would she head for Caska?"
Sister Ulicia turned back to the girl. "Who visited Tovi while she was here? Who came to see her?"
"I already told you, no one. No one at all came here while the old woman was staying with us. We had no other callers or guests. She was the only one here. This place is out of the way. People don't come here for stretches."
Sister Ulicia went back to her pacing. "I don't like it. Something is wrong about this, but I can't put my finger on it."
"I agree," Sister Cecilia said. "Tovi wouldn't just leave."
"And yet she did. Why?" Sister Ulicia came to a stop before the girl. "Did she say anything else, or leave a message—perhaps a letter?"
The girl, sniffling back a sob, shook her head.
"We have no choice," Sister Ulicia muttered. "We're going to have to follow Tovi to Caska."
Sister Armina gestured toward the front door. "Tonight? In the rain? Don't you think we ought to wait until morning?"
Sister Ulicia, deep in thought, looked up at the woman. "What if someone shows up? We don't need any more complications if we're to accomplish our task. We certainly don't need Jagang or his troops getting a whiff of us being about. We need to get to Tovi and we need to get that box—we all know what's at stake." She took the measure of both women's grave expressions before going on. "What we don't need are any witnesses who can report that we were here and what we're looking for."
Kahlan knew very well what Sister Ulicia was getting at.
"Please," she managed as she pushed herself up on shaky arms, "please, leave her be. She's just a little girl. She doesn't know anything of any value to anyone."
"She knows Tovi was here. She knows what Tovi has with her." Sister Ulicia's brow drew tight with displeasure. "She knows we were here looking for her."
Kahlan struggled to put force into her voice. "She is nothing to you. You're sorceresses; she is but a child. She can do you no harm."
Sister Ulicia glanced briefly over her shoulder at the girl. "She also knows where we're going."
Sister Ulicia looked deliberately into Kahlan's eyes. Without turning to the girl behind her, and with sudden force, she slammed her dacra back into the girl's midsection.
The girl gasped in shock.
Still staring down at Kahlan, Sister Ulicia smiled at such a deed as only evil could smile. Kahlan thought that this must be what it would be like looking into the eyes of the Keeper of the Dead in his lair in the darkest depths of the eternity of the underworld.
Sister Ulicia arched an eyebrow. "I don't intend to leave any loose ends."
Light seemed to flash from within the girl's wide eyes. She went slack and fell heavily to the floor. Her arms sprawled out at crazy angles. Her lifeless gaze stared fixedly right at Kahlan as if to denounce her for not keeping her word.
Her promise to the girl—I'll protect you—rang through Kahlan's mind.
She cried out in helpless fury as she pounded her fists against the floor.
And then she cried out in sudden pain as she was flung back against the wall. Rather than crash to the floor, she stuck there as if held by a great strength. The strength, she knew, was magic.
She couldn't breathe. One of the Sisters was using her power to constrict Kahlan's throat. She strained, trying to get air, as she clawed at the iron collar around her neck.
Sister Ulicia approached and put her face close to Kahlan's.
"You are lucky this day," she said in a venomous voice. "We don't have time to make you regret your disobedience—not right now, anyway. But don't think that you are going to get away with it without suffering the consequences."
"No, Sister," Kahlan managed to say with great effort. She knew that not to answer would only make it worse yet.
"I guess that you're simply too stupid to comprehend how insignificant and powerless you are in the face of your betters. Perhaps this time, when you are given another lesson, even one as lowly and ignorant as you will understand it."
