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Richard couldn't begin to imagine what sort of creature Samuel was。 There was something familiar； unsettling； about him。 He wasn't very tall； but he was powerfully strong。 Richard's jaw still throbbed from where Samuel had hit him； and his neck and head ached from having his head pounded on the ground
Long arms nearly reached the ground as Samuel walked along in an odd waddle； muttering over and over that he didn't want to be cooked。 Short； dark pants held up with straps were all he wore。 His feet were as disproportionately large as his hands and arms。 His belly was round and full； with what； Richard could only wonder。 There was no hair on him anywhere； and his skin looked as if it hadn't been in the sunlight in years。 From time to time； Samuel would snatch up a stick； or a rock； and say 〃Mine！ Gimme！〃 to no one in particular； only to soon lose interest and drop his latest find。
Keeping a sharp eye on both the woods and Samuel； Richard followed the panion； prodding him to move faster。 He was afraid for Kahlan； and he was furious at himself。 Old John； or the Calthrop； whatever it was； had pletely taken him in。 He couldn't believe how stupid he had been。 He had fallen for the story because he had wanted to believe； had wanted so badly to see Zedd。 The very thing he had always told others not to do。 And there he was； giving the monster the information it then repeated back to him as proof。 He was furious at how stupid he had been。 He was also painfully ashamed。
People believe things because they want to； he had told Kahlan； and so had he； and now the witch woman had her。 The very thing she had been so afraid of； and because he had been so stupid； had let his guard down。 It seemed that every time he let his guard down； she was the one who paid the price。 If the witch woman harmed Kahlan； she would find out what the wrath of a Seeker was all about； he vowed to himself。
Once again he reprimanded himself。 He was letting his imagination get away from him。 If Shota wanted to kill her； she would have done so on the spot。 She wouldn't be taking her back to Agaden Reach。 But why take her back to the Reach？ Unless； as Samuel put it； she wanted to play with her。 Richard tried to put that thought out of his mind。 It had to be him she wanted； not Kahlan。 That was probably why the Calthrop left so quickly； the witch woman had scared it off。
When they reached the fork they had passed before； Samuel took them immediately down the left path。 It was getting dark； but the panion didn't slow。 The trail started climbing up steep switch… backs； and soon they were out of the trees； onto an open trail across the rock； climbing steadily toward the jagged； snow…covered peaks。
In the moonlit snow； Richard could see two sets of footprints； one of them Kahlan's。 A good sign； he thought； she was still alive。 It didn't look like Shota intended to kill her。 At least not right away。
Skirting the bottom of the snowcaps； the path led over the bottom fringes of the snow； which was wet； heavy； and hard to walk through。 Without Samuel leading the way； knowing where this pass was； Richard realized it would take days to make it over these peaks。 The cold wind whipped through the gaps in the rock； pulling away long thin clouds of their breath in the frigid air。 Samuel was shivering。 Richard put on his cloak； then pulled Kahlan's out of the pack Samuel was carrying。
〃This belongs to the pretty lady。 You may wear it； for now； to keep warm。〃
Samuel snatched the cloak out of his hands。 〃Mine！ Gimme！〃
〃If you're going to be like that； then I won't let you wear it。〃 Richard pulled the rope taut and yanked the cloak back。
〃Please！ Samuel cold；〃 he whined。 〃Please？ Wear the pretty lady's cloak？〃
Richard handed it back。 This time the panion took it slowly； and put it around his shoulders。 The little creature made Richard's skin crawl。 He took out a piece of tava bread and ate it as they walked along。 Samuel kept looking over his shoulder； watching Richard eat。 When he could stand it no longer； Richard offered Samuel a piece。
The big hands reached out。 〃Mine！ Gimme！〃 Richard pulled the bread back； out of reach。 Pleading yellow eyes looked up at him in the moonlight。 〃Please？〃 Richard carefully put the bread into his eager hands。
Samuel made small talk as he they trudged through the snow。 He had eaten the bread in one bite。 Richard knew if given the chance； Samuel would slit his throat without a second thought。 He seemed to be a creature devoid of any redeeming qualities。
〃Samuel； why does Shota keep you around？〃
He looked back over his shoulder； his yellow eyes。 set in a puzzled frown。 〃Samuel panion。〃 〃And won't your mistress be angry with you for leading me to her？〃
Samuel made a gurgling sound that Richard took for laughter。 〃Mistress not afraid of Seeker。〃
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Near dawn； at the edge of a descent into a dark wood； Samuel's long arm pointed downward。 〃Agaden Reach；〃 he gurgled。 He looked back over his shoulder with a taunting grin。 〃Mistress。〃
The heat was oppressive in the wood。 Richard took off his cloak and put it in his pack； then stuffed Kahlan's back in hers。 Samuel watched without protest。 He seemed happy； confident； to be back in the Reach。 Richard pretended he could see where they were going； not wanting to give the panion any idea that he was almost blind in the thick darkness。 Richard let himself be guided along by the rope； like a blind man。 Samuel loped along as if it were bright as midday。 Whenever he turned his hairless head back to Richard； his yellow eyes shone like twin lanterns。
As the light of dawn slowly suffused the wood； Richard could begin to see large trees all about； trailers of moss wafting down； boggy patches with vapor rising from the black； murky water； pairs of eyes that watched and blinked from the shadows。 Hollow calls echoed through the mist and vapor as he stepped carefully over the tangle of roots。 The place reminded him a little of the Skow Swamp。 It smelled just as rank。
〃How much farther？〃
〃Close。〃 Samuel grinned。
Richard took up the slack on the rope。 〃Just remember； if anything goes wrong； you die first。〃
The grin faded from the bloodless lips。
Here and there in the mud Richard could see the same pair of footprints that he had seen in the snow。 Kahlan was still walking。 Dark forms followed； keeping to the shadows； the thick brush； sometimes letting out whoops and howls。 Richard wondered； and worried； if they were more things like Samuel。 Or worse。 Some followed in the treetops； just beyond sight。 Despite his best efforts to halt it； a shiver went up his spine。
Samuel skirted off the； path； around the twisted roots of a squat； fat…trunked tree。
〃What're you doing？〃 Richard asked； pulling the panion to a halt。
Samuel grinned back at him。 〃Watch。〃 He picked up a stout stick； big as his wrist； and threw it with an underhand swing into the roots of the tree。 The roots whipped out； knotting around the stick； pulling it under the tangled mass。 Richard heard it snapping apart。 Samuel gurgled with laughter。
As the sun climbed higher； the w