Why can't you kiss me like that?(Darken Rahl love story)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Here is the true story to the show/book of Legend of the Seeker/The Sword of Truth. Please read it is all about Darken Rahl/OC, and The Keeper/OC.

Submitted: October 25, 2010

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Disclaimer: I do not own the show of Legend of the Seeker, or the book The Sword of Truth. If I did.........lets just say that I would be a very happy person ^.^ I LOVE Darken Rahl, i hope you like this, I may not own the people, but the plot line is mostly my own!!!
Chapter 1
‘What a beautiful summer day,’ I thought to myself, as I started to swim to the middle of the lake, by the Peoples Palace. I started to go off to wonderland, but I was snapped out of it by a voice, it was Him, the master of the palace, ever since his father was killed by a ball of wizards fire, Lord Darken Rahl. Even though I was a year younger than him he treated me as an adult. He was 16, making me 15. “Well, well if it isn’t Kayla, swimming naked in a lake, with her clothes in my hand,” he said smirking. I slowly turned around making sure my naked body was well hidden by the lake and replied, “What do you want Rahl?” I saw my clothes in his hand and knew he wasn’t lying. He just stared at me and laughed. I’m going to take a time out real quick, while he’s staring at me, to tell you who I am. My name is Kayla Zourander , sadly my father is Zeddicus Zu’l Zourander wizard of the first order, the man who killed Panis Rahl, Darken Rahl’s father, and gave Darken Rahl the scars he has now. My mother is a witch named Shota. My father knows of my existence, but I’m sure he has never met me. Shortly after I was born, my mother handed me off to my wizard, Wizard Giller, a wizard of the second order. He has been with me since my birth. I am a child of prophecy and legend [will explain more in story]. For most of my life I have lived in the People’s Palace, where I have grown up with Darken Rahl. Yes, surprising, we are the best of friends, but I wish to be more, I do love Rahl a little, and we flirt a lot. I was snapped back to reality, when Rahl started to talk again, “Well as seeing you are leaving tomorrow for the Old World, to finish your training as Sai, and I have your clothes, I think I should get a reward, lets say a kiss?” I started to smirk and replied, “I guess you do deserve a kiss, but as seeing as you have all my clothes, I can not give it to you. So I think you have to come in and get it.” He dropped my clothes, and took off his jacket, so he was wearing just a vest and pants. He started wading out to me when I said, “Are you sure you want to get your clothes all wet?” He reached me and said, “This will make up for it.” So I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, “I guess your right,” and kissed him.
Rahl P.O.V.
I reached her and I said, “This will make up for it.” Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “I guess your right.” Then she kissed me. It was amazing, I grabbed her around her waist, lifted her up, and deepened the kiss. I licked her lips, and she granted an opening. I explored every inch of the inside of her mouth, we stayed that way for another minute, before we broke apart gasping for air. She looked at me and said, “Finally, it took you long enough to do that.” I kissed her lightly and laughed.
Kayla P.O.V.
Rahl kissed me lightly and laughed. He said, “I’ll go wait in the edge of the woods so you can get dressed.” he kissed me and walked into the woods. I dunked myself one last time, and went to go get dressed.
F.F. to next morning
Giller was walking away from my room, I was following him, he was talking, “All we have to do is get the horses, and say good-bye to Lord Rahl.” I replied, “All right Giller, lets hurry I want to get my training done and over with.” he laughed and said, “You do know that it will take at least a year, here, so a month there.” At that time we reached the throne room, where Darken Rahl was talking to his right hand man, Agremon. Giller and I waited until they were done speaking. They finished about three minutes after we walked in, when they did Rahl turned to me, while Agremon walked out of the room, Rahl said, “Is it time for you to go?” I replied, “Yes, but I’ll be back in a year. So I will be back soon.” He walked over to me, pulled me into a hug, and said, “Hurry back to me,” then he kissed me on the cheek.
F.F. 2 days later
“Welcome Kayla Zourander, to the Palace of the Prophets,” said Prelate Ann, “ and to you Wizard Giller. It has been some years since you were here finishing your wizards’ training.” “Thank you,” Giller and I both replied. “Tonight, you can settle in, and tomorrow start to finish your training,” said Prelate Ann.
F.F. A month later
Giller and I were heading back to the People’s Palace, Giller in his white wizard robes, and me in my prophet/sai black dress. As we got closer to the palace, 7 D’Haran came riding in fast, and reached us in a minute. They stopped us and one came a bit closer and asked, “Who are you and why are coming to Lord Rahl’s palace?” A few of the soldiers looked me up and down. Giller was the one who answered with, “We are close friends to Lord Darken Rahl, back from a year long mission.” Then just at that time Agremon himself comes riding up. He stops, jumps off his horse and hands the reins to one of the soldiers, then comes up to me, bows while saying, “My lady, welcome back,” then he barks to the soldiers, “Do you not know who this is, just look at her clothes and her wizard.” The soldiers then took a second look at me and realized who I was, so they dropped off their horses, to their knees, and started apologizing. Then Agremon offered to take me to the palace himself. Giller and I agreed and I thought to myself, “Finally.”


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