He had never been so relieved to pull on clothes in his life. Harine frowned at her, then glanced to her Windfinder. A truce? A claim as risky as it was false, by all evidence. There were enemies everywhere, and you never knew who.
Sammael must have brought henchmen, fellows he did not mind killing in an attempt to reach Rand. The archers/ officer bowed to the one leading her guard, who merely raised his hand in reply. Planting her fists on her hips, Romanda squared around on Lelaine. minor, while the major Talent, Foretelling, emerged so that no one understood what she had Foretold.
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