The pillars of creation

"And in the bushes-I saw things in the bushes. Well, I didn't see them, exactly, but I saw the bushes move and I know something was in there. They remained hidden, though."

"These things," Althea said, "do not hide in bushes. They fear nothing. They hide from nothing. They would have come out and torn you apart."

"I don't know why they didn't," Jennsen said. Her gaze darted out through the window at the side to the stagnant expanses of murky water beneath a shadowy tangle of vines, feeling a pang of worry about her return journey. With Sebastian's life at stake, she felt frustration at the sorceress's pointless talk about what was in the swamp. After all, she had made it through, so it wasn't as impossible as the two of them wished her to believe. "Why do you live out here, anyway? I mean, if you're so wise and all, then why do you live out here in a swamp with snakes?"

Althea lifted an eyebrow. "I prefer my snakes without arms and legs."

Jennsen took a breath and started again. "Althea, I came because I'm in desperate need of your help."

Althea shook her head as if she didn't want to hear it. "I can't help you."

Jennsen was stunned to have her request dismissed so out of hand. "But, you must."

"Really."

"Please, you helped me before. I need that help again. Lord Rahl is getting closer all the time. I've only just escaped with my life on more than one occasion. I'm at my wits' end and don't know what else to do. I don't even really know why my father wanted to kill me in the first place.»

"Because you are an ungifted offspring."

"There. You've just spoken the very reason why it makes no sense: I'm ungifted. So, what possible threat could I represent? If he was a powerful wizard, what harm could I cause him? What threat could I possibly represent? Why did he want so badly to kill me?"

"The Lord Rahl destroys any offspring he discovers who are not gifted.»

"But why? That he does is the result, not a reason. There must be a reason. If I at least knew that much of it, I might be able to figure out how to do something about it."

She shook her head again. "I don't know. It isn't like the Lord Rahl came to discuss his business with me."

"After I saw your sister and she wouldn't help me, I went back to ask her about that very thing, but she had been murdered by the same men who are after me. They must have feared she could tell me something, so they murdered her." Jennsen smoothed her hair back over her head. "I'm soff y about your sister, I really am. But don't you see? You're in danger, too, for what you know about it."

"I can't imagine why they would harm her." Frowning, Althea stared off as she considered. "What you're saying, that she might know something, makes no sense. She was never involved in any of it. Lathea knew less than I. She wouldn't have known anything of why Darken Rahl would have wanted to rid the world of you. She could have told you nothing."

"Well, even if he thought those of us born without the gift were inferior and just plain worthless-if he wanted to exterminate the runts of the litter, so to speak-why would his son, my half brother, want just as badly to kill me? I couldn't harm my father, and I can't harm his son, yet Richard, too, sends quads to hunt me."

Althea still didn't looked convinced. "Are you sure they are Lord Rahl's men doing this? I just don't see in the stones-"

"They came into my house. They killed my mother. I saw them-" fought them. They were D'Haran soldiers." She drew the knife from its sheath at her belt and held the handle up for the woman to see. "One was wearing this."

Althea's gaze took it in with care, the way one would look upon anything deadly, but she said nothing.

"Why would Lord Rahl kill my mother? Why does the House of Rahl want me dead?"

"I don't know the answer." Althea lifted her hands and let them fall back to her lap. "I'm sorry, but that's the truth."

Jennsen went to her knees before the woman. "Althea, please, even if you don't know why, I still need your help. Your sister wouldn't help, she said only you could. She said that only you can see the holes in the world. I don't know what that means, but I know it has something to do with all this, with magic. Please, I need help."

The sorceress appeared puzzled. "And what is it you wish me to do?"

"Hide me. Like you did when I was little. Cast a spell over me so that they won't know who I am or where to find me-so they can't follow me. I just want to be left alone. I need the spell that will hide me from Lord Rahl.

"But it's not just for me. I need it to help a friend, too. I need the spell to hide my true identity so that I can go back into the People's Palace and get him out."

"Get him out? What do you mean? Who is this friend?"