A Clearing In The Preserve [Saturday Morning]

[wrongkindofsith]

"It's not that I'm unhappy or ungrateful they came, even if I wasn't expecting them."

Cara was not avoiding either of her guests.

"Or that they walked in on us, we'd barely even gotten started."

Because that would imply there was a problem with Richard or Kahlan being here.

"...rum is not the solution to all of life's problems."

People sneaked out of their rooms to find a random squirrel to talk at about things which most definitely weren't problems with all the time. Right?

[For the one with the most epic hair on the island.]

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[wrongkindofsith]

"I'm Mord'Sith, it's what I'm good at," she said, then paused. "And who said I was worried about hurting him?"

It might have helped more to say that first, Cara.

[follows-no-one.livejournal.com]

"I believe that was you, Cara," Kahlan pointed out.

[wrongkindofsith]

"Slip of the tongue."

Denial only got a girl so far.

[follows-no-one.livejournal.com]

"You can deny it, but you cannot fool me." Don't make her singsong, Cara.

[wrongkindofsith]

Kahlan had met Cara, right? "Do I have to remind you, that you can't read a Mord'Sith."

Because that line had worked so well the last time she tried it.

[follows-no-one.livejournal.com]

The look on Kahlan's face said as much. "Fine, no more questions about your boy. Who you like."

[wrongkindofsith]

"I do not." Sometimes Cara was a terrible liar, but Kahlan knew this already.

[follows-no-one.livejournal.com]

"He is cute," she said, turning so Cara wouldn't see her grin.

[wrongkindofsith]

Like Cara actually needed to see Kahlan smile, she could hear it in her voice. "I hadn't noticed."

Now she was just sulking.