；’ he told her。
She； too； asked no questions。 She nodded and hugged her doll close。 Zedd saw she was clutching the fire stick in her other hand。 Gutsy indeed。 He turned to the uproar across the hall； lifted a hand； and sent tickling tongues of flame into the flailing dark thing in its center。 The soldiers fell back。
The screeling straightened； turning； dropping a disembodied arm from its teeth as it did so。 Steam rose where the flames had licked it。 It hissed a cackling laugh at the wizard standing still in the sunlight by the pool。
The soldiers were pushing the remaining people down the halls； although the people no longer needed the encouragement。 Zedd rolled balls of fire across the floor。 The screeling batted them out of the way and they sparked out。 Zedd knew the fire wouldn’t harm it； he only wanted to draw its attention。 It worked。
‘Don’t forget；’ he said to Chase； ‘in the water。’
‘You don’t mind if it’s dead when it goes in； do you？’
‘All the better。’
With a clatter of claws against stone； the screeling charged across the hall。 The tips of the claws scratched into the floor； sending little spurts of stone dust behind along with flakes and chips。 Zedd hit it with pacted knots of air； hammering it down； keeping its attention； trying to slow it down enough so they might be able to handle it。 It came to its feet in a rush each time； charging onward。 Chase crouched a little lower in readiness； now holding a six…bladed mace in his fist instead of the sword。
The screeling made an impossible leap through the air at the wizard； landing on him with a howl before he had a chance to turn it aside。 As he was thrown to the floor； Zedd wove webs of air to keep the thrashing claw at bay。 Teeth snapped viciously at his throat。
Man and beast rolled over once； and when the screeling came up on top； Chase swung the mace at its head； hitting a glancing blow。 It spun to him and he slammed it square in the chest； knocking it off the wizard。 Zedd could hear bones snapping with the blow。 The screeling seemed hardly to notice。
Its one arm swept out； yanking Chase’s legs out from under him； and then sprang on his chest as he hit the floor with a hard grunt。 Zedd struggled to regain his wits。 Rachel laid the fire stick on the screeling’s back； and flames burst up。 Zedd pushed it with air； trying to knock it in the water； but the screeling held on to Chase tenaciously。 Angry black 。 eyes glared out from behind the fire。 Lips curled back in a snarl。
Chase brought the mace up with both hands； catching the powerful creature square in the back。 The impact knocked the screeling into the pool。 Hissing steam rose upon the contact of flame and water。
Instantly； Zedd ignited the air above the water； using the heat in the water to feed it。 The wizard’s fire sucked all warmth from the water。 The entire pool froze into a solid block of ice。 The screeling was encased。 The fire sputtered out when the heat feeding it was exhausted。 There was sudden quiet； except for the moans from the injured across the hall。
Rachel fell on Chase； her voice choked with tears。 ‘Chase； Chase； are you all right？’
He put an arm around her as he levered himself； into a sitting position。 That I am； little one。’
Zedd could see that that wasn’t entirely true。 ‘Chase； go sit on that bench。 I have to help those people； and I don’t want little eyes to see what’s over there。’
He knew this appeal would work better than telling Chase he didn’t want him walking around with his injuries until they could be seen to。 Still； Zedd was a little surprised when Chase nodded without protest。
The mander and eight of his men rushed up。 A few of them were bloody； one had ragged claw cuts right through the metal of his breastplate。 They all cast an eye to the screeling frozen in the pool。 ‘Nice bit of work； Wizard Zorander。’ The mander gave a small nod and smile of respect。 There are a few over there who are still alive。 Is there anything you can do for them？’
‘I’ll have a look。 mander； have your men use their battle…axes to hack that thing to pieces before it figures out how to melt the ice。’
His eyes went wide。 ‘You mean it’s still alive？’
Zedd grunted to indicate that it was so。 ‘The sooner the better； mander。’
The men already had their crescent axes unhooked from their belts； waiting for the order。 The mander gave them a nod and they charged onto the ice； swinging before they slid to a stop。
He lowered his voice。 ‘Wizard Zorander； what is that thing？’
Zedd looked from the man’s face over to Chase； who was listening intently。 He held the boundary warden’s gaze。 ‘It’s a screeling。’ Chase didn’t show any reaction； the boundary warden rarely did。 Zedd turned back to the mander。
The big man’s blue eyes were wide。 ‘The screelings are loose？’ he whispered。 ‘Wizard Zorander 。。。 you can’t be serious。’
Zedd studied the man’s face seeing scars he hadn’t seen before； scars earned in battles to the death。 For a D’Haran soldier； there rarely was any other kind。 This was a man not used to letting fear show in his eyes。 Even in the face of death。
Zedd sighed。 He hadn’t slept in days。 After the quads had e and tried to capture Kahlan； and she thought Richard had been killed； she had gone into the Con Dar； the blood rage； killing their attackers。 She； Chase； and Zedd had walked for three days and nights to reach the palace； for her to extract vengeance。 There was no stopping a Confessor in the grip of the Con Dar； that ancient mix of magics。 Then they had been captured； and discovered Richard alive。 That was only yesterday； but it seemed forever ago。
Darken Rahl had worked all night drawing forth the Magic of Orden from the three boxes as they had watched； helpless； and only this morning was he killed by opening the wrong box。 Killed by the Wizard’s First Rule； wielded by Richard。 Proof that Richard had the gift； even if Richard didn’t believe it； for only one with the gift could use the Wizard’s First Rule on a wizard of Darken Rahl’s talent。
Zedd glanced over momentarily at the men hacking at the screeling in the ice。 ‘What is your name； mander？’
The man stiffened proudly to attention。 ‘mander General Trimack； First File of the Palace Guard。’
‘First File？ What are they？’
Pride stiffened the man’s jaw even more。 ‘We are the ring of steel around Lord Rahl himself； Wizard Zorander。 Two thousand strong。 We fall to a man before harm gets a glance at Lord Rahl。’
Zedd nodded。 ‘mander General Trimack； a man in your position knows that one of the responsibilities of rank is to bear the burden of knowledge in silence and solitude。’
‘I do。’
‘Your knowledge that this creature is a screeling is one of those burdens。 For the time being anyway。’
Trimack let out a heavy breath。 ‘I understand。’ He looked over to the people on the floor across the hall。 ‘About the injured； Wizard Zorander？’
Zedd had respect for a soldier who held concern for wounded innocents。 His disregard before had been duty； not callousness。 His instinct had been to meet the attack。
Zedd started across the hall with Trimack at his side。 ‘You know Darken Rahl is dead？’
‘Yes。 I was in the grand courtyard earlier today。 I saw the new Lord Rahl before he flew away on the red dragon。’
‘And you will serve Richard as loyally as you have served in the past？’
‘He is a Rahl； is he not？’
‘He is a Rahl。’
‘And he has the gift？’
‘He does。’
Trimack nodded。 To the last man。 Before harm gets a glance at him。’
Zedd glanced over。 ‘He will not be an easy man to serve under。 He’s headstrong。’
‘He is a Rahl。 That says the same thing。’
Zedd smiled in spite of himself。 ‘He is also my grandson； although he doesn’t know it yet。 As a matter of fact； he doesn’t even know he is a Rahl。 Or the Lord Rahl。 Richard might not take well to the position he finds himself in。 But someday； he is going to need you。 I would take it as a personal favor； mander General Trimack； if you would give him a little understanding。’
Trimack’s eyes surveyed the area； ever ready for any new danger。 ‘I would give him my life。’
‘I think understanding would serve him better in the beginning。 He thinks of himself as nothing more than a woods guide。 He is a leader by nature and by birth； but not by his own appraisal。 He will not want anything to do with it； but it has e to him nonetheless。’
At last a smile came to Trimack’s face。 ‘Done。’ He stopped and turned to the wizard。 ‘I am a D’Haran soldier。 I serve the Lord Rahl。 But the Lord Rahl must also serve us。 I am the steel against steel。 He must be the magic against magic。 Without the steel； he may still survive； but without the magic； we will not。 Now tell me what a screeling is doing out of the underworld。’
Zedd sighed and at last nodded。 ‘Your former Lord Rahl was meddling with dangerous magic。 Underworld magic。 He tore the veil between this world and the underworld。’
‘Bloody fool。 He’s supposed to serve us； no