Authors Note: In the fic, Richard has been confessed by Kahlan. An eclipse happens causing all magic to not work for a day. Confessorlove also has a fic similar to this. I came up with the idea, but it was to help her. So yeah. I do not own the characters. Read and review pretty please. :D

All I wanted was to feel his touch, to taste his mouth, to see the corners of his mouth turn up when he teased me. But I knew it would never happen, not anymore. That man was gone, only a shadow of him left. It was my fault, and I blamed myself everyday. For just one second I lost control, and in that one second I destroyed him. I was too selfish to send him away and it may not be truly him, but I knew that was the most I would ever have of the man I loved, so I took advantage of the situation. I wasn't happy. To be honest I was miserable and it broke my heart to see his look of concern when I would look upset. It wasn't the same look he had given me before. He was concerned not because he wanted to be, because he loved me, but because he had to worry and love me. I hated it, I wished I could make it go away. But as I have said, I was selfish. For two years we lived like this,...

She always said she could hear the whispering of his heart, calling to hers in times of separation. Richard had never heard such a thing, and even considering the things he had been exposed to in the recent three years of his life, had taken it as only a way of her expressing her love for him. He never thought ones heart could truly carry a message to another, until now.

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"The skies are growing dark, daylight's slowly getting shorter."

Tearing his eyes away from the blazing fire in the pit before him, Richard turned his steely gray eyes up towards General Isaac, a deeply respected man worthy of rank. He smiled, tilting his head back to gaze up at the heavens.

"Snow clouds." he said absently, bringing his head back down so that he could meet the General's gaze. "Winter is coming."

The words elicited a sigh from the General, who shook his head and scrapped at his bowl of porridge. Richard looked out over the men all around them. Most were gathered in circles just as they were, extending out over the open area as far as the eye could see. Smoke rose from fires in the distance, letting him know of even...

He whispered her name, waking her from her dreams. Sitting up quickly, she turned to face him, afraid that something was wrong. His eyes were closed as he continued to sleep. Looking over him, she noticed one of his hands gripping at the grass, pulling the green from the ground. Reaching out to him, she laid her hand over his, trying to calm him, but he pulled harder, his body now pushing itself off of the ground as her name left his lips once more. Moving closer to him, Kahlan pulled the blanket from his body, replacing it with herself.

Resting her hand on his chest, she pressed her body against his, bringing a soft moan from his lips. She could feel her heart pounding as she allowed herself to imagine what he was dreaming about. Moving her hand over his chest, she inched closer to him, suddenly needing his warmth. Lifting herself onto her elbow, she leaned over him, her mind trying to fight the urge that consumed her. Lightly pressing her lips against his, she moved over him, laying a knee on both his sides.