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"Foolishly," Berelain said "I feared he would attack you"

"If fearing that ether in it I was certain that my men would soon fall to Aybara"

She sotten everything she’d been saying previously

"Would you like so a little abruptly as he reached for the teacups, which sat on a cloth away fro so and pouring a cup

"Er"

He stood up, holding the cup, then seeing that she already had one in her hands

"There are still bandages to cut," Berelain said "Perhaps you could help"

"Perhaps," he said He handed the cup he’d poured over to Alliandre Berelain--her eyes still holding his--handed hers over as well, see

Alliandre s three teacups--as the two of theht turn out well indeed At the very least, it would get those blasted Whitecloaks out of her kingdom

She walked back toward Faile and Perrin As she did so, she slipped the blue silk shirt from the pile of cloth she’d set aside to cut

It really would ase stepped out of her hillside tent and looked out at Andor Whitebridge lay below, blessedly farown The far, so people reen Instead, even the yellowed grass was dying off, leaving scars of brown It wouldn’t be long before the entire land was like the Waste She longed to take action This was her nation Or it had once been

She left her tent, looking for Master Gill On the way, she passed Faile, as speaking with the quarter deference Faile nodded back There was a rift between the two of thease wished it could be otherwise She and the others had shared a sliver of their lives when hope had been weaker than a candle’s flaase to use the One Power--squeezing every last drop fronal for help while they were trapped

The caly the Whitecloaks had joined them, but Perrin hadn’t yet decided what to do Or at least if he had decided, he wasn’t sharing that decision with Morgase

She walked to the wagon lines, past farriers and groo in the supply du trenches for waste Everyone had their place except Morgase Servants backed away, half-bowing, uncertain how to treat her She wasn’t a queen, but neither was she simply another noblewoh her time with Galad had reminded her what it was to be a queen, she was thankful for what she had learned as Maighdin That hadn’t been as bad as she had feared; there had been advantages to being a lady’s maid The camaraderie of the other servants, the freedom from the burdens of leadership, the time spent with Tallanvor…