Three hundred rebels, yes, but you should read Tarna's account again. And Mat Cauthon is a thorn in the foot to everybody he meets. Putting herself to sleep would be no problem—the Wise One dreamwalkers had taught her that skill early on—yet finding any rest in it was another matter. Tion's round face paled, and Modarra patted her shoulder.
She almost threw up her hands. The curtsy she made, bowing her head, was quite deep, yet somehow without any suggestion of obeisance, no hint that she was in any way less. Wise Ones did not take part in battles. Serancha's shift with powdered itchoak?—but I'm shamed to say it took being terrified out of my wits to stir my feet.
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