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"A little so in the wine," Rand said softly as he laid Fedwin down Min’s eyes burned, but she would not cry She would not!

"You are harder than I thought," Taim muttered

Rand smiled at him, a hard feral smile "Add Corlan Dashiva to your list of deserters, Taim Next time I visit the Black Tower, I expect to see his head on your Traitor’s Tree"

"Dashiva?" Tai in surprise "It will be as you say When next you visit the Black Tower" That quickly, he recovered himself, all polished stone and poise once s of hiain" Standing, Rand faced the otherabout for a while"

Taim’s boas minuscule "As you co breath

"No point wasting ti in front of her, he took the crown and slipped it into the scrip with the other things "Min, I thought I was the whole pack of hounds, chasing down one wolf after another, but it see both hands in his hair, she stared in his eyes Now blue, now gray, asky just at sunrise And dry "You can cry, Rand al’Thor You won’t melt if you cry!"

"I don’t have tiently "Sometimes the hounds catch the wolf and wish they hadn’t Sometimes he turns on them, or waits in ao?" she asked She did not let go of his hair She was never going to let go of hi his furlined cloak close with one hand, Perrin let Stayer walk at the bay’s own pace The ave no war into AbilaHe and his dozen co oxcarts and a handful of far with heads down, clutching at hat or cap whenever a gust rose but otherwise concentrating on the ground beneath their shoes

Behind hirunted in reply, and Balwer sniffed prissily None of the three seemed at all affected by what they had seen and heard this pastthe border into A Masuri for letting her hood slip Edarra and Carelle both wore their sharapped around their heads and shoulders in addition to cloaks, but even after ade out of their bulky skirts, so their darkstockinged legs were bared above the knee The cold did not seeeness of snow Carelle began quietly advising Seonid as to ould happen if she did not keep her face hidden

Of course, if she let her face be seen too soon, a dose of the strap would be the least she had to fear, as she and the Wise One kneell Perrin did not have to look back to know the sisters’ three Warders, bringing up the rear in ordinary cloaks, werethe need at any moment to out sword and carve a way clear They had been that way since leaving the ca at his belt, then regathered his own cloak just before a sudden gust could ht

Off to the left, short of where the road crossed a wooden bridge over a frozen streae, charred tie square stone platforiance to the Dragon Reborn, the local lord had been lucky ed and fined all that he possessed A knot of e watched the n of helmets or armor, but every man clutched spear or crossbow almost as hard as he did his cloak They did not talk to one another They just watched, thebefore their faces There were other guards bunched all around the town, at every road leading out, at every space between two buildings This was the Prophet’s country, but the Whitecloaks and King Ailron’s ar her," he muttered, "but I’ll pay for it anyway"

"Of course you’ll pay," Elyas snorted For a man who had spent most of the last fifteen years afoot, he handled hiswell He had acquired a cloak lined with black fox, dicing with Gallenne Ara on Perrin’s other side, eyed Elyas darkly, but the bearded et on well "A man always pays sooner or later, with any woht, wasn’t I?"

Perrin nodded Grudgingly It still did not see advice about his wife from another man, even circu Of course, raising his voice to Faile was as hard as not raising it to Berelain, but he had ed the last quite often and the first several times He had followed Elyas’ advice to the letter Well, most of it As well as he could That spiky scent of jealousy still flared at the sight of Berelain, yet on the other hand, the hurt smell had vanished as they made their sloay south Still, he was uneasy When he fir, she had not raised a single word of protest! She even s startled And how could she be pleased and angry at the same time? Not a scrap of it had showed on her face, but his nose never lied Somehow, it seemed that the uards frowned and fingered their weapons as Stayer’s hooves thudded hollowly onto the wooden planking They were the usual odd mix that followed the Prophet, dirtyfaced fellows in silk coats too big for thehs and pinkcheeked apprentices, former merchants and craftsmen who looked as if they had slept in their once fine woolens for h Souarded, wooden faces Along with unwashed, they sether

TheyBy what Perrin had heard, all sorts fros caht gain added blessings Or maybe added protection That hy he had cohten Masehtened, but it had see a battle He could feel the guard’s eyes on his back until he and the others were all across the short bridge and onto the paved streets of Abila When that pressure left, though, it b