Listen to me, girl. And then he entered another room, and the gleeman at the end of it, strumming his harp and reciting a tale from The Great Hunt of the Horn, was Thom Merrilin. The word from Andor is both good and bad. I will forgive you if you forgive me.
What if I refuse them both? It won't work, my Lord. Feel the sap in the tree. What could they do to make you want something like that? Egwene never took her eyes off the Seanchan woman. For the first time since the night of the Trolloc raid on Fal Dara, he stood as he had when Rand first saw him, confident and relaxed.