I'll take it, Mat snapped. Faile was no woman to do meekly as her husband told her, if such a woman existed. She had said she would keep this in her heart, but everything had changed since she spoke those words. The greater consensus is achieved, Mother, Alviarin said meekly at her shoulder, bowing humbly against the Flame-topped staff.
Rumors of angreal usable by both men and women have never been confirmed. e Seanchan years to recover from their defeat, drive'n-into the sea by the Dragon Reborn and the dead heroes called back by the Horn of Valere. She could recall every carefully chosen word, written in a tiny hand on paper so thin it was a wonder the pen had not torn through. A glance at the river made her snarl.
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