His words slowed under surprised stares from the Elders and Verin, but he went on stubbornly. He shifted uneasily, remembering why. The crowds were beginning to pick up, and there was a nervousness to the people in the street, an extra quickness to their step, One of the Lady Amalisa's attendants, Nisura, a round-faced woman, put aside her embroidery and stood as they came to a stop.
They want to find any like you and me, and leash them, but they let all the others put on a bracelet to see if they can feel what the poor woman in the collar feels. Moiraine was conscious of Leane standing to one side, quiet as always in the presence of the Amyrlin. Galad, she murmured. All of you, in.
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