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Aviendha’s sniff was her most pointed yet "Do you think I released them?" she said heatedly She removed his arm firmly, but he did not think her temper was for hihtly as I could They are your enemies, Rand al’Thor Even the ones you called das ould have killed you rather than be free You ht, he thought, hefting the spear He had left eneht well have to face one day He had to becoround to flour before he ever reached Shayol Ghul

Abruptly she began s her skirts, and her voice became almost conversational "I notice that you did not save that wheyfaced Morsa fro eyes and a round bosoht your eye"

Rand stared at her in a hi the soup was ready He wondered hoas supposed to have noticed Morsa’s bosoht her," he said "To question her about the Seanchan I will be troubled by thelint that had appeared in her eye vanished She opened herat Asmodean, when he raised a hand He could all but see the questions about Seanchan piled up behind her eyes If he knew her, once begun she would not stop digging until she had uncovered scraps he did not even re Another ti a feers out of Asht He had to be hard

"That was a sai’shain had coht haveyou"

Asai’shain did come Someone naon, and to stop her froone, I took the liberty of telling her that you and the young wo of his eyes caught Rand’s attention

"What?"

"Just that she took it strangely She laughed out loud and went running off A few minutes later, there must have been twenty Far Dareis Mar beneath the , shouting and beating their spears on their bucklers for a good hour or estions they called up startled even me"

Rand felt his cheeks burning -- it had happened on the other side of the bloody world, and still the Maidens knew! -- but Aviendha only narrowed her eyes

"Did she have hair and eyes like mine?" She did not wait for Asmodean’s nod "It must have been my firstsister Niella" She saw the startled question on Rand’s face and answered it before he could speak "Niella is a weaver, not a Maiden, and she was taken half a year ago by Chareen Maidens during a raid on Sulara Hold She tried to talkthe spear, and she has alantedto send her back to the Chareen with a welt on her bottoht her arm as she started to stalk out of the room "I want to talk with Natael I don’t suppose there is much time left until dawn"

"Two hours, maybe," As now If you want to try, would you ht? You need new blankets anyway"

She nodded curtly before pulling loose, and sla tossed out of his bedcha lad he was not Niella