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The next parchainst punishing the agent who had allowed them to escape -- Elaida had scratched that out in bold strokes and written "Make an exaan to detail the search for the pair in Ale sheet became a fistful, a sheaf of what seemed to be builders’ anda private residence for the Arounds More like a palace, by the nues fall, and they vanished before they finished scattering across the tabletop The lacquered box was closed again She could spend the rest of her life here, she knew; there would always beTheworld -- a letter, a piece of clothing, a bowl that ht be frequently moved -- the less firm its reflection in Tel’aran’rhiod She could not re; sleep while in the World of Drea out to the antechamber, she was about to reach for the neat piles of scrolls and parch table, when the room seemed to flicker Before she had time to even consider what that , his brocaded blue coat fitting his shoulders perfectly, snug breeches showing the shape of his calves

She took a deep breath, her sto It just was not fair for a man to have a face so beautiful

He stepped closer, dark eyes twinkling, and brushed her cheek with his fingers "Will you ith me in the Water Garden?" he said softly

"If you tish to canoodle," a brisk wowene spun, wideeyed, staring at Leane seated behind the table with the Keeper’s stole on her shoulders and a fond smile on her coppercheeked face The door to the Amyrlin’s study was open, and inside Siuan stood beside her si parchment, the striped stole of office on her shoulders This was e she was for for breath on the Green in Emond’s Field, with the thatchroofed houses all around, and the Winespring gushing frorass Near the swift, rapidly widening stream stood her father’s s upper ashed "The only roof like it in the Two Rivers," Bran al’Vere had often said of his red tiles The large stone foundation near the Winespring Inn, a huge, spreading oak rising from its center, was far older than the inn, but some said an inn of so Water forNynaeve so firmly about dreams in Tel’aran’rhiod, she had nearly let herself be caught in one of her own Though it was odd that it had been Galad She did dream of him, sometimes Her face heated; she certainly did not love him, or even like him very much, but he was beautiful, and in those dreams he had been much more what she could have wished him It was his brother Gawyn that she dreamed of more often, but that was just as silly Whatever Elayne said, he had never s known to her

It was that fool book, with all those tales of lovers As soon as she woke in theback to Aviendha And tell her that she did not think that she read it for the adventures at all

She was reluctant to leave, though Home Emond’s Field The last place that she had really felt safe More than a year and a half had passed since she last saw it, yet everything see On the Green stood two tall poles with large banners, one a red eagle, the other an equally red wolf’s head

Had Perrin anything to do with those? She could not iine how Yet he had come home, so Rand said, and she had drea about It was tiraying braid pulled over one shoulder Mann al’Vere was a slim wowene could hear her father laughing inside the coe Council

"Are you still out here, child?" herand ah to know you shouldn’t let your husband know you hed "Too late Here he co past the children playing on the Green The tialloped across and swung down frooldeold curls, and marvelous deep blue eyes He was not so handsome as his halfbrother, of course, but her heart beat faster for him than it had for Galad -- For Galad? What? -- and she had to press her hands to her stoantic butterflies

"Did you

"A little" Why did I think of Galad? As if I’d just seen hi interesting to occupy my time Did you miss me?"

For answer, he pulled her off her feet and kissed her She was not aware of very s The banners were gone What banners?

"Here he is," her"Here’s your son He is a fine boy He never cries at all"

Gawyn laughed as he took the child, held hiwene He will be a fine one with the girls one day"

Egwene backed away frole and red wolf’s head She had seen Galad In the Tower "N0000000!"

She fled, leaping from Tel’aran’rhiod to her own body Awareness reh for her to wonder how she could possibly have been fool enough to let her own fancies nearly trap her, and then she was deep in her own safe drea down

Stepping out frohedien wondered idly where this little village was Not the sort of place she would expect to see banners flying The girl had been stronger than she had thought, to escape her weaving of Tel’aran’rhiod Even Lanfear could not improve on her abilities here, whatever she claiirl had just been of interest because she was speaking to Elayne Trakand, who ht lead her to Nynaeve al’Meara The only reason to trap her had simply been to rid Tel’aran’rhiod of one who could walk it freely It was bad enough that she m