“And how do you know there is a way across?” “There is. That’s all that matters.” Zedd had an innocent look on his face. “Richard.” He ate two more spoonfuls of stew. “We are your friends. There are no secrets among us. You can tell us.” Richard looked from one big pair of eyes to the other, and laughed out loud. “I’ve had strangers tell me more of themselves.” Zedd and Kahlan both backed away a little at the rebuff and looked at each other, but neither dared repeat the question.
