Some would be stilled, of course—Sheriam, a few of the more prominent so-called Sitters—but only sufficient to make the rest fear putting a foot wrong again; not enough. For a bit he studied the Asha'man guards, every one wearing a face like grim death. With another shake of his head, Rand stalked off with Min, shadowed by the Maidens and issuing orders as to who was to go with him and who with the Wise Ones. I could go myself, if you— He waved that away.
You must do it. He certainly needed to be crafty as a fox to keep up with Nynaeve and Elayne, and if they were not exactly flighty, well. Another question occurred. With an effort Perrin looked up at the gai'shain's face.
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