The two women grinned at one another over his head while he rubbed at his shoulder, where a small spot of blood stained his cod-in 'sor. Balwer reported Morgase's daughter in Ebou Dar, still mired to her neck with the witches; orders concerning her had already been sent to Jaichim Carridin. Worse, they seemed to think their work with racks and hot irons was the only true work of the Children. Nynaeve had to ask directions half a dozen times, while Elayne stared in another direction, pretending indifference.
ourish the way Thorn Merrilin had taught her, hilt snaking through her fingers so the blade flashed in the sun. Even Alanna's head whipped around. This time when she delivered her message, the dream pulsed and changed. I know he'll reconsider.
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