This was going to be a wonderful day yet. Once Rand peered toward the Aiel encampment sprawled over the hills two or three miles easf of the city, and Perrin held his breath, but whatever thoughts Rand had, he kept on the road. He had assumed they had told her. To the south fireballs and lightning bolts plummeted as heavily as ever, but not in front of her, and it seemed not to the west or north either.
None had anywhere near these women's strength, though. Mistress Anan likely would sell as much wine tonight as in an ordinary week. Narishma and Adley stared at Cadsuane in shock, while Flinn tugged at his coat as though arguing with himself. practiced gestures and handled their bows with familiarity, the great Two Rivers bows, even when strung nearly as tall as the men who drew them.
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