The room was filled with women wearing the black-and-gold, all working purposefully. Her smile faded into a glare for Liandrin. What matters is that Padan Fain has gone to Falme. The others perhaps had the same thought, for they all rode bunched tightly on the dark mare's heels.
When he found himself wondering what Cuale could make of what they actually had said, he gave himself a shake. Urien could have been your cousin, and if Rhian put on a dress and said she was your aunt, you'd believe it yourself. He had never seen an Aes Sedai act the way she did, and she looked young, not ageless. I fear the Darkfriends took them, Rand, Loial said slowly.
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