His burns were all but healed, leaving only a few pink scars that were already fading. At their head rode a man whose face had been seen in the sky above Falme, and they rode under the banner of the Dragon Reborn. You are what you are, Moiraine said. Rand felt a momentary surprise.
A gong began to toll, deep and sonorous, and Elaida tilted her head. Has something happened, Lord Rand? Hurin asked anxiously. The two women were turning, walking toward one of the buildings on the far side of the joined gardens. The aroma of kaf, Turak said, is almost as enjoyable as the flavor.
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