Ducking under the rope, Rand strode directly to a tent no different from any other except for the banner on the staff in front, three simple red blossoms on a field of blue. Nynaeve looked at Elayne; Elayne looked at Nynaeve. Light! If she had not thought the others would stare at her, she would have paced the soles out of her slippers!The hours wore on. We will make them meet toh as no one ever has before.
not realize that the fear she might run screaming again had long since conquered any possibility that she would. Do you understand me? I understand your commands, Mother. These women had to know where the Bowl was; they just had to! Nynaeve! Elayne said peevishly. You squeeze too many melons, my young Lord, and you shouldn't be surprised when a rotten one breaks in your hand, she said darkly for some reason.
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