By far more dangerous than Darkfriends, my daughter. The sight of it hanging there made her jaws clench with fury. The fog swirled around Rand's feet as he spun, the sword coming into his hands, heron-mark blade upright before him. But the Waygate in Caemlyn, where the grove was, is closer, and the gate in the grove at Tar Valon is closest of all.
He had forgotten that both the other coats he had were as ornate as the one he had tossed on the back of a chair for a maid to clean. To his surprise, several of the small host behind Artur Hawkwing chuckled, and Birgitte, testing her bowstring, laughed. The King means to move it to Cairhien, though I don't know how he can move something that big. Any woman who could listen to the wind could channel, though most were probably as she had been, unaware of what she was doing, getting it only in fits and starts.
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