His ears still trembled. But he could not. Egwene shifted carefully on her folding chair; it had a tendency to fold on its own, sometimes. Sheriam was frowning, whether or not at the bracelet, Egwene could not say.
Had she been close enough, she could not pat the Amyrlin Seat on the shoulder where everyone could see. Wrongly directed. To take the throne here and in Cairhien; that was why he needed her. Kiruna smelled of relief, but with one last glance at Bera, she drew herself up in stubborn certainty.
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