Moiraine frowned, studying the other woman. And Mat's right about Ingtar. They climbed a flight, and he led them toward the front of the house. It seemed to flow toward him, but the emptiness was all.
Friend Ogier. I have heard of things like this, Ingtar said slowly, after a moment. The woman laughed musically, but the next instant she was all regal formality, like a queen on her throne. Darkfriends, or those poor fool men who try to channel the One Power.
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