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"I told you, I’ve never "

"Yes, of course I did not know Andormen played at the Great Game so well We do not see many here in Cairhien"

Rand took a deep breath to stop fro their Gaes from Andor in the river"

"Merchants and traders Who notices such as they? As well notice the beetles on the leaves" Barthanes’s voice carried equal conteain he frowned as if Rand had hinted at so "Notto be a Warder I suppose Lord Ingtar is Verin Sedai’s Warder?"

"We are e said we are," Rand said, and gri Rand’s face al to carry a heronmark blade"

"I am less than a year old," Rand said automatically, and immediately wished he had it back It sounded foolish, to his ear, but Verin had said act as he had with the Aiven hiiven his sword to be his nameday

"So An Andorman, and yet Borderlandtrained Or is it Wardertrained?" Barthanes’s eyes narrowed, studying Rand "I understand Morgase has only one son Nae"

"I have met him," Rand said cautiously

"Those eyes That hair I have heard the Andoran royal line has al in their hair and eyes"

Rand stuh the floor was smooth marble "I’m not Aiel, Lord Barthanes, and I’iven round e talk again" Barthanes nodded and raised his glass in a srayhaired man with many stripes of color down his coat

Rand shook his head and h talking to one Cairhienin lord; he did not want to risk two Barthanes appeared to find deep s in the most trivial coh of Daes Dae’mar to know he had no idea at all hoas played Mat, Hurin, find soet out of here These people are crazy

And then he entered another roo his harp and reciting a tale from The Great Hunt of the Horn, was Thom Merrilin Rand stopped dead Thoaze passed over him twice It seemed that Thoo, but a woman stepped smoothly in front of hi back from a soft wrist Her head did not quite come to his shoulder, but her tall array of curls easily reached as high as his eyes The high neck of her gown put lace ruffles under her chin, and stripes covered the front of her dark blue dress below her breasts "I am Alaine Chuliandred, and you are the famous Rand al’Thor In Barthanes’s own ht to speak to you first, but we are all fascinated by e hear of you I even hear that you play the flute Can it be true?"