The long, polished table before her was littered with books and papers, scrolls and manuscripts, many of them dusty from long storage and tattered with age, some only fragments. What if it is him? There are sisters in Saldaea already; he may be taken by now. They slumped in their saddles like sacks of grain, except for Liandrin. As Rand moved to follow the others, Barthanes caught his sleeve with two fingers, holding him back.
He raised his voice. I could still return to Falme with two new damane, Suroth said. Is Rand well? Egwene's mouth tightened. You should know, Daughter, the Amyrlin said dryly, that Elaida harms no one except those she considers dangerous.
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