Chapter 19: Frustrated

Kahlan POV

The maid walked back to us with another plate of cookies. She gently placed it on the table and bowed before she walked away again.

I looked away, as I expected Eric to eat it and do the necessary.

Instead, his thick baritone voice rang in my ears suddenly.

I turned to look at him. "What?" I raised skeptical brows at him and waited.

" You heard me right, Kahlan. I don't really like repeating myself but I will do that again," each word was laced with something hideous but I couldn't find out what they all meant.

And his face looked even harder. A dark frown had formed on his face already. But one thing I was sure of was that he didn't look as angry as he always does.

"Pick a cookie and chew. I need to get the flavor and confirm it's perfect for this occasion," he repeated.

" Well, that is something that should be done by you. Why should I be the one to taste it?" I was even more skeptical.

He smirked. " Because I said so. You will pick this damn thing and quit questi