She had believed he commanded only because of Rand, and that had been hard enough to swallow. He sank onto the bed, frowning at the man sprawled in the chest. CHAPTER 6Old Fear, and New FearRand passed through the struggling mob without any difficulty, of course. She and Teslyn stared at one another, chill and serene, two cats with a paw on the same mouse.
Mat put a hand over his eyes and tried very hard not to weep. What rash incident by an Amyrlin had inspired that, Egwene did not know, but it had been law for something over two thousand years. There was no time to waste. My last gift to you, Mashiara.
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