Cara focused on her precarious footing as she made her way over the moss-covered roots of a giant oak. She could hear the stream up ahead, the rendezvous point she and Kahlan had agreed upon.
The crack of a twig underfoot drew her attention, and she looked up expecting to see Kahlan. But it was Dahlia looking back at her, standing at attention with a smirk.
Cara raised her eyebrow with a bored expression. "Yes?"
Dahlia's smirk grew as she sashayed forwards, her eyes never leaving Cara's. When they were an arm's length apart, Dahlia reached out to stroke Cara's cheek tenderly with her gloved hand. Cara leaned into the touch instinctively, her eyes almost fluttering closed for a moment before she gathered herself and pulled away. Dahlia pouted.
"What do you want?"
Dahlia's smirk returned. "I want you." Her eyes roamed over the blonde's body appreciatively.
Cara glimpsed Kahlan approaching over Dahlia's shoulder. The corner of her mouth twitched up into a brief smile and she winked at the Confessor while Dahlia was preoccupied.
Satisfied with what she was seeing, Dahlia placed a hand on Cara's toned stomach, seductively sliding it up towards the underside of her breasts. Cara captured Dahlia's chin between a forefinger and thumb, forcing the Mord'Sith to look her in the eye.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Dahlia merely scoffed.
"Alright, I warned you," Cara responded, releasing her.
Dahlia moved closer, her body almost touching Cara's as her hands roamed over red leather, exploring the taught muscles hidden underneath.
Her hands came to a stop when she felt a dagger at her neck.
"Kindly remove your hands from my girlfriend before I remove them for you."
Dahlia held her hands up in surrender as Kahlan circled her to stand by Cara who let out a grunt of amusement. "I did warn you," she repeated.
Having been apart for a few days, Cara was itching to touch Kahlan. She rested her hands on the Confessor's hips and leaned in to nuzzle her hair. Kahlan kept her stance with her dagger pointed towards Dahlia, but a soft smile touched her lips.
"Don't tell me the Confessor's found a way to confess Mord'Sith! She has you wrapped around her little finger."
Cara wrapped her arms fully around Kahlan while looking Dahlia dead in the eye. "You would be too if you had the honour of seeing her disrobed."
Kahlan turned in Cara's arms to glare at her. But the look the blonde gave her sent shivers down her spine and she could only gasp.
Dahlia cleared her throat, disturbing the moment.
"I guess you'll just have to take my word for it," Cara continued. She put an arm around Kahlan's waist and guided her in the direction of the stream. She wasn't worried about turning her back on Dahlia; she and Kahlan could take down the lone Mord'Sith without breaking a sweat, and they all knew it.