Makes a Myrddraal smell like roses. We ride south. Loial was twirling the stem of a trueheart blossom between his fingers. The servants told me I had two good, serviceable coats in here.
He let the words trail off, seeming to see her for the first time, to realize what had happened for the first time. to be back in a stedding, Frowning, Rand looked around. He was still not sure which of the two arrow-riddled women he had stared at afterwards had been the Aes Sedai. He liked to think things through, too, and sometimes talk them over with somebody.
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