The maid's eyes darted from one face to the next as if she could not bear to gaze at any one for long. Myrelle and her Warders. I will ask the questions, Rand said firmly. Even the cutpurse hobbled off as fast as he could.
This time when she delivered her message, the dream pulsed and changed. A thousand times, he said in just as quiet a voice. The sun climbed its own height above the rooftops, then twice. Her eyes were wide as they could open, lips parted as if she had forgotten the words she meant to speak.
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