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Pevara had been ordered by the Highest not to risk gateways unless the situation were dire This seemed like a dire situation to her She embraced the Source and wove the proper weave

The weave fell apart the ateway forot the saateways failed every time

Her chill became frost within her She was trapped

They all were

Perrin clasped hands with Mat "Good luck,down the broad brim of his dark hat "Luck? I hope this all co pack over one shoulder, as did the bony, gnarled man that Mat had introduced as Noal Thom had his harp on his back and a siing Mat only planned to be at the tower for a few days, so there was no need for a lot of supplies

The sround outside Perrin’s camp Behind the down the ca of how important this day could prove Moiraine Moiraine was alive Light, let it be so

"Are you certain I can’t convince you to take s…well, they tend to be particular The note was clear Only three of us can enter, othere’ll fail If we fail anyell, I guess it will be her own bloody fault then, won’t it?"

Perrin frowned "Just be careful I’ from your pouch of tabac at Master Denezel’s place when you return"

"You’ll have it," Tho, a faint twinkle in his eyes

"What?" Perrin asked

Tho to transforh?"

"I’m no nobleman," Mat said

"Oh?" Thom asked "Prince of the Ravens?"

Mat pulled his hat down "People can call me what they want That doesn’t mean I’ateway so we can get going," Mat said "No more nonsense"

Perrin nodded to Grady The air rent, a twisting bea a portal that overlooked a broad, slow-et," Perrin said "At least, not without a better description of the place"

"It’ll do," Mat said, poking his head through the gateway "You’ll open one for us to get back?"

"Each day at noon," Grady said, repeating Perrin’s orders to hiet your toes cut off when it appears, Master Cauthon"