Maybe he had been right to come after all. Rand could, of course, but he was Rand, and the Dragon Reborn besides. The Great Serpent encircled her finger with gold. At last she spoke.
Especially blocky Maeric, who was Seia Doon, and scar-faced Bendhuin, of Far Aldazar Din. She must have been over forty, Nynaeve. The sun baked overhead as it had for seemingly endless days, burning the sweat out of her in rivers. That accusing glare hit Annoura so hard, she almost fell off the bed.
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