Forgive me, Mother. Are you certain? Can he. She's come because of me. My sword! The silk shirt over his head muffled Rand's yelp.
er than she was, but Moiraine had a commanding grace and calm presence that could dominate any gathering. She shook her head. Heroes? I'll settle for all of us getting out of here alive. They studied him with arched eyebrows and pursed lips.
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