avagant than the last—stood atop the highest hill in the city, a dark mass of square stone with stepped towers looming over everything. She will have been distributing gifts in the city every day; coin, food, finery. What did you think, Faile? Why would Rand lie, especially when everyone would know in a day? Instead of answering immediately, she frowned down at Colavaere. She imbued the word with all the scorn proper for those who would name themselves Spears of the Dragon.
He swung one leg over an arm of the chair, lounging insolently under her scrutiny. For some reason she was not to know that Nynaeve and Elayne had had everything arranged beforehand. Who else would dare wear the ring? Waving her to silence, Nesta din Reas turned that same iron gaze on the man. Have to, no matter how it hurts.
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