Egwene peered around the tent flap to watch. Rand glanced at her. Fare you well, Verin Sedai. He started to put his injured hand inside his coat-it throbbed from holding the reins - but she reached out and took it.
Turak spun his blade easily, a full circle one way, then the other, his long-nailed fingers moving delicately on the hilt. ing? One by itself is powerful enough, but I can think of few women strong enough to survive the flow through the one on Tremalking. In the dark, his eyes widened. But you do like to look at him - don't grimace at me like that - and so does nearly every woman in the White Tower who isn't a Red.
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