I love you," she whispered.
Richard pulled her tight against him. His fingers traced a trail down the bumps of her spine.
"I feel so frustrated that there aren't any better words than "I love you,"" he said. "It doesn't seem enough for the way I feel about you. I'm sorry there aren't any better words to tell you."
"They are words enough for me."
"Then, I love you, Kahlan. A thousand times, a million times, I love you. Forever.

Autore: Terry Goodkind