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Hunting the Black Ajah was good and right and satisfying -- and also terrifying, though she tried to hide that part; she was a grooirl who needed to hide in her mother’s apron -- yet that was not the ainst a wall, keep on trying to learn to use the Pohen most of the time she could not channel anyAs Wisdo the Wo -- especially since h to be her est Wisdom ever in the Two Rivers -- and even e Council did what they should, stubborn h, had always coht combination of herbs to cure an illness To Heal with the One Power She had done it, fu what her other skills never could The joy of it was enough to bring tears One day she meant to Heal Thom and watch him dance One day she would even Heal that wound in Rand’s side Surely there was nothing that could not be Healed, not if the woh

When she turned froo, she found that Elayne had filled the bucket that nor to wash her hands and face, a towel around her shoulders to keep her dress dry That was so she particularly wanted to do herself In this heat it was pleasant soh there had been no water but as in the barrels strapped to the wagon, and that was needed for drinking and cooking ainst one of the wagon wheels, his thu next to him His head was down, that silly hat tipped precariously over his eyes, but she was not willing to bet on even a s he and Thos it was best they did not know

The thick carpet of dead sourgum leaves crackled as she seated herself near Elayne "Do you think Tanchico really has fallen?" Rubbing a soapy cloth slowly across her face, the other woain "I think that Whitecloak’s Aes Sedai were us"

"Perhaps" Elayne’s voice was cool, a pronouncement from the throne Her eyes were blue ice She did not look at Nynaeve "And perhaps reports of e did got tangled with other ru, and a new panarch, very easily"

Nynaeve kept her temper in check and her hands away fro to put her at ease with you Watch your tongue "Amathera was difficult, but I do not wish her any harm Do you?"

"A pretty woman," Juilin said, "especially in one of those Taraboner serving girl’s dresses, with a pretty s at hiain She and Elayne shared a glance, and she knew the other’s thought was the same as hers Men

"Whatever has happened to Amathera, Nynaeve, she is behind us, now" Elayne sounded more normal Her washcloth slowed "I wish her well, but , Ihis head; he was still uncoe that Black Aes Sedai were real and not simply a tale in the streets

He should be happy he doesn’t have our knowledge Nynaeve had to adical, but if he had known about the Forsaken being loose, even Rand’s foolish instruction to look after her and Elayne would not have kept hi Still, he was useful at times He and Thom both It had been Moiraine who had fastened Thoreat deal about the world for an ordinary gleeht up by now" That was surely true, considering the usual luon "With any luck, they still do not knoe are"

Elayne nodded, gri her face She could be almost as determined as a Two Rivers woman "Liandrin and most of her cronies surely escaped from Tanchico Maybe all of the orders for the Black Ajah in the Tower As Rand would say, we still have it to do, Nynaeve"

Despite herself, Nynaeve winced True, they had a list of eleven names, but once they were back in the Tower, alht be Black Ajah Or any women they encountered on the road For that ht be a Darkfriend, but that was hardly the saree

"More than the Black Ajah," Elayne continued, "I worry about Mo--" Nynaeve put a quick hand on her arhed and went on as though that hat had stopped her "About mother She has no reason to like you, Nynaeve Quite the opposite"

"She is far away frolad her voice was steady They were not talking about Elayne’s mother, but the Forsaken she had defeated Part of her hoped fervently that Moghedien was far away Very far

"But if she was not?"

"She is," Nynaeve said firmly, but she still hitched her shoulders uncomfortably A part of her rehedien’s hands and desired nothing ood this tihedien took her by surprise, cah to channel? The same was true of any of the Forsaken, of course, or of any Black sister for that hedien had reason to hate her personally Not pleasant at all to think that one of the Forsaken knew your name and likely wanted your head That is just rank cowardice, she told herself sharply You are not a coward, and you will not be! That did not stop the itch between her shoulder blades every ti at her back

"I suppose looking over my shoulder for bandits hasher face with the towel "Why, so that soave a start at what seehts, but then she realized there had been a slight emphasis on "drea the men did not know about She had had the same sensation, but then there was often a feel of unseen eyes in the World of Dreams It could be uncomfortable, but they had discu