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Leaning forward in their saddles, blue-streamered lances slanted, they galloped toward the Mol Hara without looking to either side. She was not native to Ebou Dar, after all. She would see to that, if anyone had different notions. Jarna had had Tamra Os-penya, the Amyrlin before Sierin, squeezed like a bunch of grapes—obtaining little jui

Finally Sorilea took a breath and turned her attention to Rand. She was another who kept denying that she had any courage. The shopkeepers and craftsmen received a few words, a pleasant nod, but she always stopped to chat a moment with the innkeepers. She could not hide a relieved gasp.