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Richard Cypher,

you are the true Seeker.

Welcome to the Palace
of the Prophets.

It's beautiful.

I searched for you
for 24 years, Richard.

To bring you here, to my home,
to be trained as a Wizard.

So often I thought this day
would never come.

Well, at least we arrived before
you turned me completely gray.

Another headache?

Once you're inside the palace
walls the pain will go away.

How?

The palace is spelled
to carry the burden

that young Wizards
can't yet carry themselves.

Well, the quicker I learn
to handle it on my own,

the quicker I can get back
to my quest.

And my friends.

Verna.

Welcome home.

And you must be Richard.

Richard, this is

Annalina Aldurren, the Prelate,

our spiritual leader.

We have waited
so long to meet you.

Welcome to the Palace
of the Prophets.

Thank you.

We'll speak later.
After devotions, yes?

Into the warmth
of the Creator's light.

Please rise.

Sister Brenna?

Sister Brenna's weak heart
finally gave out,

but the radiant look
of peace on her face

can only mean
she is with the Creator now.

Thank you, Sister Nicci.

Could you please prepare
the funeral pyre?

Yes, Prelate.

Prelate,

may I leave Sister Brenna's
hymn book with her?

She loved it so.

Of course, Sister Ulicia.

This rash.
I've seen it before.

It's caused by a deadly poison
from a rare vine

called creeping elder.

Sisters, please excuse us.

I should have known
better than to try

and keep the Seeker of Truth
in the dark.

I think Sister Brenna
took her own life.

Perhaps with that poison
you mentioned.

Why would she do such a thing?

Many months ago
I sent Sister Brenna

on a service mission.

When she returned, she said
that during her time away

she'd become
troubled in her heart.

She witnessed fear,
sickness, famine.

"Starving children can't survive

on the Creator's light,
Prelate."

That's what she told me.

I was afraid she might
do something like this.

Then why did you tell everyone
her heart gave out?

The Sisters of the Light

believe suicide is an offense
to the Creator.

I didn't want to dishonor her
in front of the others.

How can you be sure
someone didn't poison her?

Richard, you heard
what the Prelate said.

Brenna wasn't well.

Why would she kill herself
during devotions?

As opposed to what?
Killing herself during teatime?

You've both had such
a long journey.

Verna, why don't you show
Richard to his quarters.

Your Wizard training
can begin in the morning.

Has a Sister ever taken her life
at the palace before?

Verna Sauventreen.

Sister Philomena.
Welcome back, welcome back.

And you must be our new Wizard.

How terribly exciting.

I'm not really a Wizard...

Oh, forgive me.

I saw you put your hands up

and thought you were going
to blast me with Wizard's Fire.

Are you all right?

We have so much to catch up on.

- Trust no one.
- Yes, I'm sure we do.

Meet me tonight when moonbeams
flood the sanctuary.

It was... It was good to see you.

Uh, Richard?

How unfortunate that just as you
return from one mission

in the New World,
I'm setting off on another.

So many poor souls

in need of the Creator's light,
you know.

A sister's work is never done.

Speaking of a sister's work,

I need to see Richard
to his room.

Young Wizard, may the Creator's
light illuminate your path.

The Prelate's probably
sending her on a mission

just to get rid of her.

Your room.

I'll be back in the morning
to begin your training.

Good.

The sooner we start,
the sooner I can get out of here

and get back to the New World.

Is something wrong?

I miss Richard.

Why?

Because I love him and I'm not
used to being apart from him.

It's not necessary to feel
pain over his absence.

Don't you feel anything?

Mord-Sith believe emotions
must be governed.

Sadness, remorse, love...
These feelings make you weak.

But anger, loyalty, pride?

These feelings
make you powerful.

I can teach you how to control
your emotions, if you like.

I'm not sure love
makes a person weak, Cara.

Then why are you sitting
on the ground

weeping over a sword?

Thank you for your advice,

but, uh,
I think I'll be all right.

I hope Zedd is all right.

Zedd can handle himself.

I'm sure he'll be back soon.

Can I help you
with something, Zeddicus?

You know exactly why I've come.

Yes.

Someone very wise told you
that if you do not name

a new Seeker,
the world will perish,

which, in your blindness
and your pride,

you chose to ignore.

Are you just
interested in gloating,

or do you have
a candidate in mind?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Remember, not just anyone
can be the Seeker.

He must be courageous, strong,
compassionate, and above all,

relentless in the pursuit
of truth.

Fortunately, I have glimpsed
just such a man in my vision.

Come, let me show him to you.

Shota, if this turns out
to be one of your tricks

it will be your last.

No tricks.

A new Seeker is our only hope.

Who are you?

I am Sister Nicci.

I saw you today.

With the Prelate.
Yes.

She considers me one
of her closest advisers.

Why did you ask me here?

To tell you a secret
that could get me killed.

But you must know the truth.

What truth?

How old do you think I am?

By the reckoning of the world

outside the Palace
of the Prophets,

I am nearly 300 years old.

How is that possible?

The palace is spelled.

For every day
that passes in here,

ten days pass
in the outside world.

If that's true,
then if I'm here a month,

almost a year will
go by for my friends.

Yes, and if your Wizard training
takes only a year...

Ten years will pass
on the outside?

And by that time,

your friends could be dead.

Your quest could be meaningless.

The Keeper could have already
destroyed all life.

Why didn't anyone tell me this?

The Prelate believed you
wouldn't stay if you found out

so she ordered the Sisters
not to speak of it.

But you're telling me. Why?

Because I don't believe
it's right to keep you

from pursuing your quest
by perpetrating a lie.

Are the headaches a lie too?

No, I'm afraid those are real.

What are you doing?

Showing you your han.

The essence of your magic.

Sisters of the Light
have the ability to sense it.

Your han is the strongest
I've ever felt.

It's what's been
causing your pain.

And it's also why the Prelate

is so intent
on keeping you here.

Because I'd die otherwise?

That's only part of it.

What she really wants
is to train

the most powerful wizard
in 3,000 years

to be her disciple,
to fight her enemies.

You mean the Keeper?
No.

The Prelate wants to stop
you from pursuing your quest.

Why?

Prophecy.

It is written: "In the time
of the tearing of the veil,

"should the son of Brennidon
seek the sacred stone,

he will find it, only to deliver
it to the enemy of light."

The Prelate believes the enemy
of the light is the Keeper

and that this prophecy means

you'll fail in your
quest to defeat him.

You don't agree.

Some of us believe
it's a pretense

for holding you here,

and that the beloved
leader of our order

has become a zealot.

Sister Brenna thought so.

She argued that we should
tell you the truth,

but she never got the chance.

You believe the Prelate
killed her?

Creeping elder kills quickly.

The Prelate greeted me
at the back of this room.

She didn't get close enough
to Brenna to deliver the poison.

All I know is that Sister Brenna
spoke out against the Prelate

and now Brenna's dead.

I have to get out of here.

Is there a way to do that
without the han killing me?

If you wore a rada'han,
it would suppress your powers,

and in turn, your headaches.

Do you have one?
No.

But the Prelate does.

She keeps it locked up.

It may take me a few days
before I have the chance,

but I'll try to bring
it for you.

A few days here
is a month on the outside.

I'll get it as soon as I can.

Until then, please, don't let
anyone know that we've spoken.

It could get me killed.

Why did you lie to me?

I want the truth.

Come with me.

"In the time

"of the tearing of the veil,

"should the son of Brennidon
seek the sacred stone,

he will find it, only to deliver
it to the enemy of the light."

The Creator herself
gives us these prophecies

to guide our actions.

Did the Creator herself
tell you to lie to me?

No.

No, that was my idea.

While I was looking for you
in the New World,

I learned a lot about you,

including how devoted
you were to Kahlan

and your grandfather.

So I sent word in a Journey Book

suggesting the Prelate
hide the truth

about the time difference.

Why?

Because you have
a greater destiny, Richard.

I believe people
make their own destinies.

Sometimes they
are written for us.

Our scholars have interpreted
this prophecy to mean

that you would
be born in Brennidon.

And you were.

They said that
this prophecy meant

that you would defeat
an evil tyrant.

And you did.

And now they say

that this prophecy means
that if you continue searching

for the Stone of Tears,
you'll find it,

but you will give
it to the Keeper

I would never do that.

And finally, the last and most
important prophecy.

Our scholars have interpreted
this one to mean

that the descendant
of two powerful bloodlines

must fight a powerful new force
after the Keeper is defeated.

That descendant is you.

Even if that's true,
that battle will never happen

if I don't defeat
the Keeper first.

You must leave that quest
to a new Seeker

and prepare for your
next challenge.

I'm not going to let my life
be ruled by someone's

interpretations of some
carvings on a wall.

Because of these carvings

I gave up half my life

just to bring you here.

And if I stay I'm giving up
the love of my life.

The harder you study,

the faster you'll learn
to use your power,

and the sooner you'll
get back to those you love.

What do we do
with horse thieves?

I'm not a horse thief,
I'm a blacksmith.

This is the man
we've spent the last month

crossing three rivers,

two mountain ranges,

and the great swamp
of Mathragon to find.

This is the man I saw
in Shota's vision.

Then why was he skulking
around our horses?

I was going to the stream
to get some water for my forge

when I noticed one of your
horses was favoring a leg.

Look, if you don't
get that pebble

out of her hoof, she'll go lame.

He's telling the truth.

Of course he's telling
the truth.

He's the next Seeker of Truth.

So it's true then?

You knew you'd be the Seeker?

There's been a legend
in my family for generations

that someday one of our line
would be named.

My mother was always
sure it would be me.

Did did Richard Cypher die?

No. He's alive.

He just had to take
a long journey.

We're not sure
when he'll come back.

This is The Book
of Counted Shadows.

Only a true Seeker can read it.

The truth of the words of
The Book of Counted Shadows

can only be insured
by a Confessor.

Sorry about your neck.

Leo Dane,

though the road will be long
and the outcome unknown,

will you undertake this journey?

I will.

Will you leave
behind your friends

and all that you have known?

I will.

And though the forces
of evil are sworn

to bring about your death,

still, will you go on?

I will.

And will you accept

the name of the Seeker?

I will.

Then I,

First Wizard
Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander,

so name you.

Only in the hands of the Seeker

will the compass guide the way

to the Stone of Tears.

We head south.

Can I give you a hand?

You'll soon learn that it's we

who are here
to help you, Seeker.

Trying to show chivalry
to a Mord-Sith

is like trying
to dance with a bear.

It's never gonna work

and someone will get
their head bitten off.

Something's spooking her.

Easy, easy, easy.

Who are these people?
And why did they attack us?

They're banelings.

Dead souls who bargain with
the Keeper for a second life

in exchange for killing others.

How do we make sure they don't
come back from the dead

a second time?

We burn them.

I told you you were
gonna need our help.

The Grace represents
the whole of everything.

Separating the world of life
from the Underworld

is the veil.

Which has been torn.

And while the Keeper

is threatening
to destroy all life,

here I am drawing shapes
with sand.

We've been at this
for three days.

I thought you would teach
me to use my powers.

Patience.

The Grace is the foundation
of everything you need to know.

What exactly are you
trying to teach me?

How to be a Wizard?

Or how to be the Prelate's
disciple?

Your stubborn resistance is only
gonna make this take longer.

Excuse the interruption,

but I was asked to bring
Richard his lunch.

Thank you, Sister Nicci.

Yes, thank you, Sister Nicci.

Shall we continue?

How can I ever thank you?

You must hurry.

It's only a matter of time

before the Prelate
discovers it's missing.

Leave through the vestibule
at the west end of the palace.

It's rarely used and far
from the Sisters' quarters.

Will you be all right?

We'll all be better off
once you're back on your quest.

Now, go.

You're not going anywhere.

How did you get the rada'han?

I'm the Seeker.

I find things.

The only way you could have
known I even had a rada'han

is if one of the Sisters
told you.

How did you find me?

I'm 600 years old, Richard.

Not much gets past me.

I discovered the rada'han
was missing

and I told the Prelate
right away.

I erected a magical barrier

over every exit in the palace.

So now I'm your prisoner?

You've read the Prophecy
for yourself.

You've seen it with
your own eyes.

Well, I must have missed
the part that said,

"Richard Cypher will be held
in the Palace of the Prophets

against his will."

Richard, I want to show
you the ugly truth

about whichever Sister
is helping you.

What are you talking about?

Each candle represents
one Sister in the palace.

As the soul seeks the dark,
so does the flame.

Who secretly serve the Keeper.

One of them is obviously
pretending to be your friend.

Why would these Sisters
of the Dark do that?

Because they want you
to leave the palace,

find the Stone of Tears
and deliver it to the Keeper,

just as the Prophecy
says you will.

Nicci?

Yes, Prelate?

Please see Richard to his room.

Make sure he doesn't
get any uninvited guests.

Whose side are you on?

I tried to help you.

So I can get back on my quest,
find the sacred stone

and give it to the enemy
of the light?

Are the Prelate's
powers of persuasion

so compelling that even
the Seeker of Truth

will succumb
to her manipulations?

How do I know she's the one
manipulating me?

All she had to do was turn one
word from "light" to "dark"

and claim there's
a conspiracy against her,

and you... You believed her?

And you stopped
believing in yourself.

I believe in myself, Nicci.

It's you I'm not sure about.

I risked my life for you.

Where are you going?

If the Prelate is going
to accuse anyone

who disagrees with her
of serving the Keeper,

then it's far more
dangerous than I thought.

Who... Who will she accuse next?

The cook because
the roast was burnt?

Or the groundskeeper because
he trimmed the hedges too low?

If I stay here, I will
end up like Sister Brenna.

Is there another way to get out?

There might be.

Tell me.

Aside from being able
to sense someone's han,

the Sisters of Light
can also take it.

Take it how?

We can kill someone
with the Dacra,

and use it to absorb their han,

or accept the gift from
someone who chooses

to relinquish it willingly.

Why didn't you
tell me this before?

Because the rada'han
was a safer way.

Taking someone's han
could kill me.

It could also make you
very powerful.

Yes.

Powerful enough to break through
the Prelate's barriers

and help you escape.

How do I know this wasn't
your plan all along?

Slowly gain my trust
and then steal my power.

I told you,

if I wanted your power

I could just kill you
and take it.

I have to go before
they catch me talking to you.

The choice is yours.

Trust me and escape

or stay here until
they decide to let you out.

Sister Philomena
sent word by Journey Book.

She's crossed to the New World

and she's already
on the new Seeker's trail.

He'll be dead before
he's gripped the Sword of Truth

long enough to warm its hilt.

Very good, Ulicia.

And Richard?

It's only a matter of time

before he's begging me
to take his power,

and once I have it,
I'll free him from the palace

and return him to his quest...

of failure.

And the Sisters of the Light?

I'll kill the Prelate.

The rest of the Sisters
will be given a choice:

convert to the dark
and serve the Keeper, or die.

Although there
is one small problem.

I've felt the strength
of Richard's han.

It's far greater
than I anticipated.

If I try to absorb it,

the power may overwhelm me.

You should increase your
strength before you take his.

Kill another Sister.
Take her han.

Sisters of the Dark
think alike, Ulicia.

I'll take over your watch
so you can get some sleep.

I'm not tired.

Considering how easy it was for
me to sneak up on you just now,

obviously you need some rest.

It would be impossible
for you to sneak up on me.

So.

Cara.

Yes, Leo?

Do you like animals?

Ones that taste good.

I meant, do you like pets?

I once had a dog.

I like dogs.

I trained it to attack
on command.

I could see how that
could be useful.

Could you train a chipmunk?

What are you talking about?

To obey your orders?
Attack people?

It's probably too hard, right?

Ah, the mighty chipmunk.

It's fearless.

Cunning.

Stalwart.

And sworn enemy
of the Mord-Sith.

Not even the touch of the Agiel

can break its tiny
but heroic heart.

So you do have a sense of humor.

You were right.

What about?

If I'm laughing at your
ridiculous jokes,

I must be tired.

I should get some sleep.

Sleep well.

And don't worry.

I'll protect you
from the chipmunks.

I've never heard you
laugh before.

Aren't you supposed
to be asleep?

Well, I'm glad to see you
at devotions.

Having the Creator on your side
certainly can't hurt

when it comes to learning
to use your gift.

In time, I'm confident
you'll learn to appreciate

the Palace of the Prophets
as much as I do.

Maybe so.

It is customary to kiss
the star before opening it.

Ready for your lesson?

The lessons are over.

A Sister of the Dark
has agreed to absorb my han,

use the power to blast
through the Prelate's barrier,

and set me free.

Is this a joke?

Oh, I'm very serious.

Who's helping you?

All I can say is that
once this is done,

the person I'm leaving behind
will be very powerful.

She'll probably kill all
the Sisters of the Light.

How kind of you to warn me.

But I'm afraid
I can't let you do this.

Looking for this?

The choice is yours:

help me with what I need to do
to prevent this woman

from killing everyone,

or stay here gagged and tied up
while I escape anyway.

Either way, I'm getting free.

In one instance
the Sisters will be safe.

In the other,
they'll probably be slaughtered.

I've gotten to know you Richard.

You would never leave innocent
women at the mercy of a monster.

I'd hardly call the Sisters
of the Light innocent women.

You've lied to me,
held me captive,

and separated me from the people
I love most in the world.

But worst of all,

you've used your piety
as an excuse

to take away my freedom.

Everything I've done, I've done
with the best intentions.

I don't need training to tell
you Wizard's Second Rule:

the greatest harm can result
from the best intentions.

Is the air putting up
much of a fight?

Well, I could use
a sparring partner.

Mord-Siths don't spar.

When we fight,
we fight to inflict pain.

Someone just tried to kill you.

Who are you and why are you
trying to kill me?

I'm not telling you anything.

Feeling a little shy today?

I can help you
find your courage.

What's going on here?

This woman just tried
to kill Leo.

Perhaps you can compel her
to explain why.

Can you bring her back
with the Breath of Life?

No.

She's severed her windpipe.

Why would a Sister of the Light
want to kill Leo?

Something must be terribly wrong
within their order.

Richard's with them.

He could be in danger.

I have to find him.

I'll go with you.

What about the Stone of Tears?

He's right.

We shouldn't all go.

I'll stay with Leo.

You try to pick up
Richard's trail.

Are you sure you
want to do this?

Yes.

Place your palms on mine,

close your eyes,

and surrender yourself to me.

Say the words with me:

Now the Sisters won't be able
to follow you.

All that power.

Useless.

Richard, help me.

You are a Sister of the Dark,
Nicci.

And so is Ulicia.

That's not true.

At first I wasn't sure,

but then I realized:

you're the one who passes
out the hymn books.

You killed Sister Brenna

by rubbing
creeping elder on hers.

She was poisoned
when she kissed it.

Why would I kill Brenna?

To make me suspicious
of the Prelate.

That's absurd.
Ulicia put the hymn book

with the body so the poison
wouldn't be discovered.

She also alerted the Prelate
that the rada'han was missing

so I'd be captured.

If we wanted you
out of the palace,

why would we want you captured?

Because you needed me to believe
that the only way out

was to let you take my powers.

Get him.

Your han isn't as strong
as the woman

who put up this barrier.

You can't take
it down so easily.

Richard, don't go.

Don't you see, you'll only
be serving the Keeper?

I don't believe in prophecies.

You're a lost soul if you have
nothing to believe in, Richard.

I believe in myself.

And the people I love.

Well, it's only a matter of time
before he finds the stone

and gives it to the Keeper.

Just like the Prophecy says.

I wouldn't underestimate him
if I were you.

He's full of surprises.

Sister, what's happening?

A new prophecy.

That hasn't happened
in a thousand years.

"As long as the Mother
Confessor's pure heart beats,

the Keeper is doomed to fail."

Lesson Number 88, Seeker:

"Growling bellies make for
unhappy traveling companions."

You want to stop and eat?

Kahlan.

Cara.

What are you doing here?

We were heading south,

but then the compass
suddenly changed direction

and it led us here.

If the compass led you to us,

and we're traveling
towards Richard, then...

Then the compass must
be guiding us all back to him.