You battled the Dark One, Masema said. Most of the farms and villages made with it are gone, too. You'll have another chance to win it back. Slowly Rand stole from tree to tree, placing each foot carefully, holding his sword tight so it did not clatter against a tree trunk.
The sounds of the gathering floated from deeper in the manor. The Amyrlin's eyes bored at him. The other officer bowed; his head was shaved as Caldevwin's was. If anyone can find where they went, it's you.
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