Naked Empire (Sword of Truth)
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Beginning with Wizard's First Rule and continuing with six subsequent fantasy masterpieces, Terry Goodkind has thrilled and awed millions of readers worldwide. Now Goodkind returns with a broad-canvas adventure of epic intrigue, violent conflict, and terrifying peril for the beautiful Kahlan Amnell and her husband, the heroic Richard Rahl, the Sword of Truth.
Richard Rahl has been poisoned. Saving an empire from annihilation is the price of the antidote. With the shadow of death looming near, the empire crumbling before the invading hordes, and time running out, Richard is offered not only his own life but the salvation of a people, in exchange for delivering his wife, Kahlan, into bondage to the enemy.
"All right. I doubt I'll find it all right off. Do you want me to search out what I can't find before I return?" "No. I need it all, but I need those men back here more. Get what's readily available and then get back here with Owen and his men as soon as possible." "I'll get what I can. When do you want us to leave?" "Now. We don't have a moment to lose." "Now?" Owen sounded incredulous. "It will be dark in an hour or two." "Those couple of hours may be hours I need," Richard said. "Don't
trace of them. The people down here are just the same as the people up in the New World—some born gifted but all born with at least that tiny spark of the gift that enables them to interact with magic. "Those people from ancient times seemed just to have vanished." "So now we know," Owen reasoned as he stared off in thought, "that all those people sent to the Old World so long ago tragically died out... or maybe were killed." "I had thought as much myself," Richard said. He turned and faced
past Richard's men only to meet Cara's Agiel. Their screams, worse than the cries of men on fire, briefly brought the gaze of every man, from both sides of the battle. Fallen knives and swords were scooped up by the men of the town and turned on the men from the Imperial Order. Richard fired an arrow into the center of the chest of a man emerging from the smoke that rolled out of the doorway. As he was falling, a second arrow felled the man behind him. As more men rushed out, they fell over
your imagination get carried away. This has only happened since I've started getting the headaches again. That has to be the reason." Kahlan didn't know if she dared believe him, or if he really even believed it himself. He was right, though. The problem with the sword's magic had only recently developed—after he started getting the headaches. "They're getting worse, aren't they?" He nodded. "Come on, let's get what answers we can." Kahlan let out a tired sigh, resigned to that part of it.
effective thing to do, but she wouldn't pull a trick about something she would recognize as intended to warn of danger. No, Adie might possibly have accidentally rung the bell, but she wouldn't have rung it deliberately. Another bell rang. Zedd spun to the sound and then froze. The bell had come from the wrong direction—from where he'd set a bell on the other side of a conservatory. It was too far from the first for anyone to have made it this soon. They would have had to go up a tower