The grolm gave their grunting barks, scores of them, loud. The Atha'an Miere pay gleemen well. I know that. Unconsciously, his fingers tightened on the gleeman's cloak.
He must be handled gently, or he will bolt in any direction but the one we want. Your circumstances are different, child. Rand stared at the first crack. And there are Trollocs and Darkfriends after us.
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