It was not a pleasant thought. ' Paah! Egwene closed her eyes for a moment. He went back to staring at the column, but he looked as if he wished it would go away. It had made her glad she had not brought more of the clothes the Lady Amalisa had given her, though she might never see any of them, or the White Tower, again.
I don't want to sound it, and I don't want to be part of any legend. Rand stood there, looking at Egwene. Rand will be all right. Three short paces took Nynaeve from wall to white-plastered wall; Nynaeve's own room was much larger, but since she had made no frie
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