This, Mesaana chimed, is called a gateway. You mean to go into their camp? she whispered as Rand led her to the horses. No, Mother, Leane laughed softly. With that, I will lay siege.
Berowin's wearing a red belt, she whispered. The gold, perhaps? Not likely they could have heard of that, won only hours ago, but he would ask Mistress Anan about a safer place to keep it. Several times he heard those booming roars, much closer than the bay, now. But then, maybe that had been Lews Therin, like those memories of climbing trees hi a plum orchard, and entering the Hall of the Servants, and a dozen more that crept up on him unawares.
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