Images flashed in her head, men fighting, killing their way through the streets of Tar Valon, dying. When Sorilea's gaze swept over the Aes Sedai, the smell of her went cold and distant, grim and purposeful, and as she spoke to the other two, their scents changed to match hers. Sweat! Where was their honor that they showed nerves before every gaze?Everyone stiffened slightly as a young Sovin Nai appeared above them, lowering his veil as he scrambled down. It was the first time she had addressed Egwene so.
Now you can be sure no one will know you, Rand al'Thor. The dais was on its side, the throne that had stood atop it just gilded flinders where it had been smashed against a wall. It had begun, and there could be only one ending. 614A CROWN OF SWORDSBut she contented herself with, While you think quietly on what else I shou
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