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"I see your sorrow,beside him, hand on his arm "What happened?"

"I lost a friend," Perrin said softly "For the second time"

"Hopper?" She smelled fearful

"Yes"

"Oh, Perrin, I’m sorry" Her voice was tender as they stepped out of the tent It stood, alone, on the rass still bore the ie crisscross pattern It looked like a layout for a town, sections stas, lines cut to become roadways But it was nearly e sky was dark Chiad held a lantern up to illuroups of soldiers waited Maidens raised their spears high when they saw hin of approval

The Two Riversaround as word spread How ht? Two Rivers e The wrongness was still there, in the air He’d assu it, but he had apparently been wrong The air sht

The Asha’man stood where the center of the camp had once stood They turned when Perrin approached, saluting, hands to chests They looked to be in good shape, despite just having moved almost the entire camp

"Get us out of here, men," Perrin said to them "I don’t want to spend another minute in this place"

"Yes, ot a look of concentration on his face, and a sh," Perrin said, waving to the Two Rivers men They crossed with a quick step The Maidens and Gaul waited with Perrin, as did Elyas

Light, Perrin thought, scanning the field where they’d ca eyed by a hawk

"I don’t suppose you could give us soateway

The Asha’lobes appeared around him They zipped up into the air around theJust the abandoned cah Perrin and Faile crossed, Gaul, Elyas and the Maidens going after hi in a cluster

The air on the other side of the gateas cool, and sly clean Perrin hadn’t realized howhim He inhaled deeply They were on a rise, sohts beside the river that was probably Whitebridge

His troops cheered as he stepped through The great caateway had been opened into a large area, marked off with posts, near the back

They’d escaped The cost had been great, but they’d escaped

Graendal sat back in her chair The leather cushions were stuffed with the down of the fledgling kallir, which during this Age lived only in Shara She barely noticed the luxury

The servant--one Moridin had loaned her--was on one knee before her His eyes were tempestuous, and only half-lowered This one was under control, but barely He kneas unique