Somewhere a victory did not seem to have to be matched by a new danger. Or perhaps she simply did not care. The Hunter that Elayne had made her Warder turned, hefting his unstrung Two Rivers bow, her golden braid drawn over her. Mat found out how things were to go that first night when he finally got back to his rooms.
Careful thought was all he had, while Faile was flashing quicksilver. Cadsuane did all the questioning, dodging from topic to topic so you never knew what was coming next. Oh, Lan, she murmured. They must be.
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