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"Perhaps so," Loial mused, "but you hu but huddle in our stedding Planting the groves, and even the building, were all done before the Long Exile ended" It was the groves Loial held dear, not the cities roves, planted to re, that Loial had left his ho, we " His words trailed off as the Atar and the otherto dismount and kneel, but she motioned theeliven up trying to convince her to reer

The Aaze stayed on Rand no longer than on any other

"Peace favor your sword, Lord Ingtar," she said finally "Glory to the Builders, Loial Kiseran"

"You honor us, Mother May peace favor Tar Valon" Ingtar bowed in his saddle, and the other Shienarans did, too

"All honor to Tar Valon," Loial said, bowing

Only Rand, and his two friends on the other side of the party, stayed upright He wondered what she had said to theelmar’s eyes widened, but the Amyrlin took no notice

"You ride to find the Horn of Valere," she said, "and the hope of the world rides with you The Horn cannot be left in the wrong hands, especially in Darkfriend hands Those who come to answer its call, will come whoever blows it, and they are bound to the Horn, not to the Light"

There was a stir a men Everyone believed that those heroes called back froht for the Shadow, instead

The A The watcher was back The hair stirred on the back of his neck He peered up at the packed archers’ balconies overlooking the courtyard, at the rows of people ja theaze clung to him like dirty oil It can’t be a Fade, not here Then who? Or what? He twisted in his saddle, pulling Red around, searching The bay began to dance again

Suddenly so flashed across in front of Rand’s face Abehind the A fro at a rent in her sleeve; blood slowly stained the gray silk

A wo with cries and shouts The people on the walls milled furiously, and every man in the courtyard had his sword out Even Rand, he was surprised to realize